Divorced by Morning

Synopsis

On my wedding night, Adam said he was going out for cigarettes. I waited in our bridal suite all night, until my best friend sent me a photo: my new husband standing in the pouring rain outside his ex-girlfriend Vanessa's apartment, bringing her medicine. I didn't cry. I called my father, my lawyer, and a friend at the county clerk's office. By the time Adam came home with ninety-nine roses, the divorce papers were already on the table, along with the video of his betrayal. He begged. He lied. Then he signed. But just when I thought the nightmare was over, he threw one last bomb at me: Vanessa was pregnant, and he claimed the baby was his. If he thought divorce was the end, he was wrong. I was only getting started.