Every word Logan said felt like pouring fuel on a fire. It wasn’t just only him – it also was Rachel, it was everyone. They all looked down on me just because I was a teacher, as if that made me worth less.

Fuming, I snapped. "Why can't I just refuse your help, huh?"

His jaw tightened with his expression darkening as he stepped closer. "Can't you be reasonable for once in your life, Sophie?"

"I am being rational. I don't need your help. I asked for the divorce so you'd ...