Married One Day, Divorced The Next

Synopsis

My aunt, Mavis Sinclair, had seen it all. Before the wedding, she took my hand and said, "Get a prenup for those five apartments of yours. You'll thank me later." I didn't ask why. I just did it. The moment we walked out of city hall with our marriage certificate, his fingers were laced with mine. The sun was so bright it made my eyes sting. He turned to me. "That furnished apartment of yours," he said, as casually as if he were asking for the time. "Let's transfer it to my sister, Vivian Drake. She needs it for her wedding." I looked down at the certificate still warm in my hand, then back up at him. And in that moment, I understood why Mavis had made me get that prenup.