“You will pack your bags,” I interrupted, my voice slicing through the hysterics like a scalpel. I turned to Officer Daniels. “Officer, they have ten minutes to collect their things before I press formal trespassing and breaking-and-entering charges over that duplicate key.

And Robert will be filing an identity-theft report this afternoon.”

Robert looked at me, eyes wide, but he didn’t argue. He couldn’t.

Madison’s gaze darted around the room. She understood the spell was broken. The safety net was gone. Her father wasn’t going to save her, and her husband had betrayed her.

The fear in her eyes curdled instantly into rage.

“This is your fault,” she growled, stalking toward me, her face contorted and ugly with entitlement. “You’ve hated me since day one. You poisoned him against me!