Valeria sat in Markus's study while staring blankly, her hands trembling as she clutched the divorce papers. Her heart felt heavy, but her expression was calm and composed. This time, she wasn’t going to let him dictate everything.

Markus leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, watching her with his usual air of indifference. “Well? Have you made up your mind?” he asked coolly, his gaze fixed on her as though he was scrutinizing her every move.

She took a deep breath, steadying herself. ...