Chapter 5

Callum didn't touch the pen.

He stared down at the divorce agreement, and within seconds, whatever exhaustion and alcohol had lingered when he walked through the door seemed to disappear.

By the time he looked up again, his eyes were clear and sharp--the Callum I knew best.

"This is about Tessa."

I didn't deny it.

Callum watched me for a few seconds but didn't waste time asking how I'd found out.

He was smart. My strange behavior on our anniversary, my refusal to help him with work last night, and now a divorce agreement already prepared by my lawyer gave…