Chapter 5

The day after I called the attorney, Graham finally started to believe I hadn't been bluffing.

The lawyer emailed me a list of documents to gather. I sat in the study sorting bank statements, property records, insurance information, and shared assets into separate folders.

Graham stood in the doorway.

"You actually hired a lawyer?"

"Yesterday."

"Claire, we haven't even really talked about this."

I stopped.

"We've been talking for a year."

His mouth tightened.

"That's not the same."

"Maybe not to you."

I slid the last document into the folder.

Every argument we had ever had ended the same way.…