Chapter 5

“I’m divorcing Grant.”

My voice carried through the ballroom.

No one moved.

The room, which had been buzzing with whispers only seconds ago, went so quiet that I could hear the faint static from the speakers.

I stood in the center of the stage and looked at the stunned faces below me.

Grant’s business partners.

His family.

The guests who had praised our perfect marriage only hours earlier, and had just watched him carry another woman out of my birthday party.

They were all waiting for me to fall apart.

To cry.

To accuse Grant.

To say something in anger…