His pen hit the paper like a fist hitting a wall.Dimitri signed every page with sharp, angry strokes, his jaw so tight I could see the muscles jumping under his skin. When he finished, he shoved the papers across the table and looked up at me with eyes so cold they could have frozen the IV drip."Katya, don't regret divorcing me."I almost laughed.Regret? Regret was what I felt for the last four years. Regret was the wasted dinners, the empty bed at 2 AM, the lingerie that never got seen, the anniversary that turned into another night alone. Regret was loving a man who had room in his heart for everyone except his wife.Signing these papers wasn't regret. It was the first smart thing I had done since saying "I do.""Be at the County Courthouse tomorrow morning. Nine o'clock."I picked up the papers, slid them back into my bag, and turned toward the door. Behind me, Misha was still crying, and Dimitri was bouncing him gently, whispering something about being brave and growing up to b
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