and booked a one-way ticket using my maiden name.
No assistant.
No driver.
No farewell scene.
No tears.
As the plane climbed above the clouds, my phone buzzed.
It was Miriam.
Daniel is marrying Vanessa tonight.
Huge reception.
Four hundred guests.
Press invited.
I looked through the window while the city grew smaller beneath me.
Daniel had always loved performing for an audience.
That was exactly why I had made sure he would have one.
Six hours after our divorce became official, Daniel married Vanessa.
Ending our marriage wasn’t enough.
