My Husband Woke Me at 4:40 A.M. to Serve His Mother. Three Days After I Left, the Police Called About My House.
I had almost burst into tears right there because she did not demand that I explain myself right away.
I stayed on her couch for one night.
The very next morning, I moved into a hotel located downtown, primarily because I needed a safe location that Gavin could not easily track down.
I had spent the following three days taking care of practical legal steps.
I changed all my online security passwords, called my banking institutions, froze our joint credit accounts, and scheduled a consultation with a family law attorney whom Chloe had recommended.
I also made duplicate copies of every single paper inside the red folder.