“At 8:17 on a Wednesday night, I watched my husband marry his pregnant mistress on Instagram while I was still sitting at work. 010

“You had no right.”

I laughed.

“You really love that sentence.”

He stood.

“You’re destroying my company.”

“No.”

I looked him directly in the eyes.

“I’m discovering what you already destroyed.”

He clenched his jaw.

“I can explain.”

“Then explain.”

He opened his mouth.

Nothing came out.

I waited.

Still nothing.

“That’s what I thought.”

He turned toward the door.

Then stopped.

“Norah is pregnant.”

I stared at him.

“And?”

“You can’t punish my child.”

“I’m not.”

“You’re taking everything from us.”

“No.”

I shook my head.

“I’m taking back what belongs to me.”

He stared at me.

Then his voice dropped.

“Please.”

I had never heard Ryan say that word to me.

Not once.

I looked at him.

“Go home, Ryan.”

He gave a bitter laugh.

“I don’t have one.”

I smiled faintly.

“Now you understand.”

Three days later, Norah called me.