Chapter 4

I stared at the transit terminal, the undeniable proof of his betrayal glowing on the screen. He had not only pawned our Silver Anniversary Bottle, but he had also mortgaged the very memory of his marriage proposal. I turned to Julian, who had just stepped through the gate behind me, stripping him of any remaining authority he thought he held over my life. "You sold the foundation of our marriage to buy political leverage," I said, my voice empty of anything resembling the wife he once knew.

He looked at the screen, his face turning an ashen gray. "Tessa, the…