It was a beginning.
The judge began the proceedings.
Damian confirmed the divorce with smooth confidence, already imagining his new life.
Cristina confirmed it too—her voice steady, without bitterness.
Everything seemed simple.
Clean.
Until her lawyer spoke.
“Before signing,” he said, “we need to review certain financial matters.”
Damian frowned.
This wasn’t part of the plan.
The lawyer opened a folder.