Home Entertainment Game Technology Six months after a bullet left me paralyzed, my fiancée secretly ordered the staff to stop my afternoon therapy because she believed helping me was pointless, but the exhausted aide earning twenty-five dollars an hour refused to treat me like a lost cause. I had spent my life surrounded by men terrified of my name, yet it took one brutally honest woman washing my back to make me realize the person wearing my engagement ring had already abandoned me.352

Arya wasn't technically Mrs. Bellini anymore.

She had started using Corvino socially two years before we were married.

I unfolded the document.

The heading meant nothing at first.

PETITION IN SUPPORT OF TEMPORARY GUARDIANSHIP AND CORPORATE PROXY.

Then I reached the first sentence.

“I, Arya Bellini, being the intended spouse and primary domestic caregiver of Vincent Anthony Corvino, state under oath that Mr. Corvino is no longer capable of independently directing his medical treatment, financial affairs, or corporate responsibilities.”

I stopped breathing.

Tessa said nothing.

I kept reading.

Confusion.

Mood instability.

Poor judgment.

Fixation on unlikely physical recovery.

Aggressive resistance to medical recommendations.

The document painted me as half-delusional.

At the bottom was Arya's signature.

Beside hers was Dominic Corvino's name as proposed temporary guardian for corporate matters.

My cousin.

My godbrother.

The man whose father had died beside mine before either of us turned twenty.

Then I saw the attached summary.