Dana POV: Divorced, CrushedI grip Alex's hand tighter as we step into the posh hallway of Kelly Stanton's law firm, the marble floors echoing our footsteps like a countdown. My heart pounds, a wild drum in my chest, because today is the day I finally tell him. When he told me we were coming to see Kelly, I knew our contract marriage was about to end. Two weeks ago, we weren't supposed to cross that line—our contract marriage was clear: no intimacy, no complications. But we did, tangled in sheets and whispers in his penthouse, and it shattered me in the best way. I loved every second, loved him, because somewhere in these two years of pretending, Alex made me feel safe, and cherished, like no man ever has. His quiet strength, the way he looks at me like I'm the only thing that matters in his billion-dollar world, it's undone me. I'm in love with him, deeply, terrifyingly, and I can't hold it in anymore. "Alex," I say, pulling him to a stop just outside Kelly's office door. My heart
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