At 6:07 p.m. on the day our marriage was set to end, Nico called. Two hours remained before the final review."I'll be there." His voice sounded exhausted. He wasn't asking me to cancel the divorce review anymore. He wasn't accusing me of forcing his hand either. "Alessia, whatever happens, the least we can do is end it face to face."My fingers brushed over my half of the seal as I stared at the silver box. This was the first time Nico had truly accepted that I was leaving."The review starts at eight. They won't wait for you.""I know."Less than half an hour after we hung up, Nico called again. I could hear hurried footsteps behind him."Bianca has severe stomach pain. I'm taking her to the doctor.""All right."My calm seemed to catch him off guard. After a brief pause, he added, "The moment the doctor is done, I'll come straight there.""The review waits for nobody," I said again."You have my word."At eight sharp, the chapel doors closed. Salvatore sat on the left. The neutral w
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