Chapter 5

All that waited for Eric Shaw was a cold iron gate and a lock that would never open.

Meanwhile, I was soaking up the sun at the beach.

The warm sunlight and soft sea breeze felt like they could chase away the chill that had settled deep in my bones.

I looked at the divorce certificate my lawyer sent over. Everything was the way I wanted.

Then the villa's gate alarm went off.

I checked the video feed and saw Eric trying to unlock the door with his fingerprint.

After repeated failures, he pounded on the door in frustration. "Claire,…