MICHAEL

I was signing documents when Levi walked into my office without knocking.

Which told me two things immediately.

One: whatever he was holding was important.

Two: whatever he was holding would annoy me before it satisfied me.

He didn’t sit.

He just dropped a brown envelope on my desk like a verdict.

“Here,” he said.

I looked at it.

Didn’t touch it.

Then I leaned back in my chair and exhaled slowly, like a man who already knew the outcome but still needed to hear the sentence read aloud.

“The divorce certificate,” Levi added.

I smiled in satisfaction. I left the country to give Aliana a break and to...