At the Divorce Hearing They Were Certain I’d Leave With Nothing — I Handed the Judge a Sealed Envelope

Keep it somewhere they cannot reach.

You are not only building a case.

You are keeping your own mind, one entry at a time, out of the hands of the person trying to take it from you.

Chapter 16 — Corbin Forensic

Six months after the clerk’s stamp came down on the final decree, a bright spring sun washed across the polished hardwood floors of a light-filled office suite in downtown Riverton, and on the frosted glass of the door, fresh gold lettering caught the morning light: CORBIN FORENSIC AND FINANCIAL CONSULTING.

I sat behind a wide oak desk in a tailored cream blazer, my dark hair pinned back, reviewing an incoming case file, and the dark shadows that had lived under my eyes through the final months with Roman were simply gone, the way a bruise is one day simply gone, without your noticing the exact morning it finished healing.