Atlas’ fists tightened. “You…? You want to divorce me?” he asked like I’d said a bad joke.

“Sign it, Atlas. I am done with you!” I slammed it against his chest.

He grabbed it and Lovie giggled, “Sign it, Atlas. Go on, do it. This is your chance to…”

Her voice died in her mouth as Atlas tore the papers and threw the papers in my face. “This is till death do us part, Julia. Till Death— You killed my brother, just to have me and now, you want out? As if!”

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