“Our legal counsel has agreed to hold the formal affidavit until your family court hearing,” Mr.

Reed said, resting his hands on his desk.

“Judge Evelyn Norris will want this evidence presented directly in her courtroom during the division of assets.”

Martha stood up and settled her coat over her shoulders.

“We walk out of here like nothing has changed,” Martha told me in a low voice as we stood.

“If Julian asks about your car or where you’re living, you act defeated.”

“He already took the house keys,” I said, my thumb touching the metal band of my wedding ring.