Friend Stole My Husband, I Divorced & Stepped…

on the table without signing yet. I looked up.

Mark was also looking at the last page, his hand on his pen but not moving it. There was a silence of several seconds. No one rushed.

Finally, it was Mark who spoke first. Carmen, he looked at me. When we sign, it’s really over, isn’t it?

The question no longer had a pleading tone. It was more of a confirmation,continue reading …