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مؤلف: Ashley Wright
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**Chapter 163 — The Divorce**

The courtroom smelled like polished wood and old paper. I sat at the long table with my lawyer on one side and Seraphine on the other. My hands stayed folded in my lap. Tight. The ring on my finger felt heavier than it ever had. Soon it wouldn’t be there anymore.

Simon sat across from us. His lawyer whispered something in his ear. He nodded once. His eyes found mine. Calm. Too calm. Like he still thought he could fix this.

The judge cleared her throat. “Mrs. Hyde,
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