***Linda Wells’ POV***What in the world is going on here? “Sue?” I ask in disbelief. How the hell did she get in here, and why was she in the shower area? I have so many questions.“What? You know her?” Chris asks me, and I run my hand through my hair in frustration as I nod. He seems very shaken, and I don’t blame him. I would be shaken too if I found someone hiding in my bathroom.“Come on, Chris, you should be able to remember her. She works for that shady association, ‘The Witnesses’,” I try to jog Chris’ memory but all he is focused on is the gun tugged at Sue’s waist.She works closely with Victoria Hare, who happens to be a grandmaster for that association. “She was the one who brought me out after I was kidnapped,” I add, and he nods slowly.“Yeah, yeah, I remember her now,” He says as he eyes her strongly.“Are you two done?” Sue asks, causing Chris and I to share a look.I have no idea why she was hiding in the bathroom or why she has a gun tugged at her waist, but I do k

“Did you say something?” Chris asks me, and I look at him while wagging my head slowly. He is now sitting on the bed and has hung up the landline. His hair is slightly wet and makes him look silly. I press the small power button on the side of the phone and I turn it off. Reading that message was something that I didn’t know I needed. It makes me sad, but it also helps me realize how ignorant I was. Now that all the secrets have been brought to light, I feel sore in my heart. But I am also really grateful. Mitch was a huge part of my life and I just can’t just magically forget about him, even if I tried; but I can learn from my mistakes. I place the phone under the bed, I don’t want to see even a glance of it tonight. It would just remind me of the heartfelt message that Mitch left me, which would cause me to lay in bed thinking of him all night, not being able to sleep. What am I really doing with Chris Kingston? Do I want a relationship with him? He is almost as hurt as I am

“So you don’t trust me?” Chris asks Sue, and I try to intervene.“Of course, she does,” I reply at the same time that Sue disagrees by saying “No,” firmly.“The f*ck?” Chris scoffs.“Look, Mr. Kingston, I am just being honest. I trust you in other matters, but not when it comes to the divorce papers that your wife might have probably already mailed you,” She replies to him smoothly.She then leads us to a very magnificent jet plane. The stairs are already out, giving us a way to board the impressive aircraft.Once we have all boarded and fastened our seatbelts, the jet moves out of the hanger and down the runway before finally taking off. “Your wife would try all she can to get you to sign those papers, she would taunt you, and push you to the edge. So having Linda with you to remind you of the reasons you can’t sign them seems smart to me,” Sue explains to Chris when we are at cruising altitude.“Besides you representing your shady association in this matter, what do you gain person

Violet bends low and opens the folder. She then takes out a neat stack of documents from the orange folder and places them on the coffee table. I sit on the couch and I begin to review the legal documents. They are legit divorce papers, and all that is missing is my signature.“You could take a few days to think about this if you would like,” Linda suggests and I look at her. She gives me a reassuring smile, silently letting me know that she would be here for me no matter what choice I make.“I’m good,” I reply to her, and she sighs while whispering, “Okay then.”I look back at the papers, and I feel a churning in the pit of my stomach. This could be one of the biggest mistakes of my life, or this could turn out good. I don’t know for sure, but I won’t till I try.“Here,” Violet hands me a pen and I take it from her tentatively.Sue is going to be pissed as hell when she finds out about what I am about to do. I sign the documents, and when I am done, I hand them to Violet. She place

Zackery’s eyes go crazy when he sees me running towards him with the shard of glass in my hand. He jumps out of the way and he cusses loudly as he falls to the ground with force.I stop myself when I reach the desk as my chest heaves up and down in a fast motion.“What the hell?!” He asks loudly, and I take his place by standing in front of his desk. “I am walking out of here with those papers,” I inform him firmly as I keep my eyes on him. I use the shard as a way to keep him a distance from me.He stands to his feet, and then he runs his hand through his hair.“F*ck!” He yells in frustration, and I tighten my grip on the shard of glass. As I do this, the sharp edges tear more at my skin but I ignore it. With the amount of adrenaline running through me right now, I barely feel the pain.“Just let me walk out of here with the papers,” I beg him, and he thins his lips.“Violet, if you want the papers so bad, I don’t care, you can have them,” Zackery says to me as he walks toward the f