I placed the divorce papers and our son’s ultrasound photos beneath Felix Brown’s favorite aircraft model. Only that way would he ever notice them.I clutched my lower abdomen, a dull ache spreading through it, my face drained of color. Then, I booked a plane ticket to Salt River City and turned to leave.Lucy, our housekeeper, rushed out of the kitchen in a panic and stopped me. She hesitated and then said softly, “Ma’am, Admiral Brown said that as long as you’re willing to study military knowledge, he won’t stay angry with you.”I gave a bitter smile and shook my head. Without looking back, I walked past her, saying, “No need.”Just as I arrived at the airport, Felix called me—something he rarely did.He suppressed his anger and accused me, “You snuck out on your own, caused a premature birth of our baby, and got my son killed, yet you still have the nerve to ask for a divorce?”My hand trembled as I held the phone. Standing in the security line, surrounded by strangers, tears
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