***Natalie's Vow***

Natalie sat at her desk. Door locked. Blinds closed.

Her hands wouldn't stop shaking.

Robert's words kept replaying in a loop she couldn't shut off.

*I want a divorce.*

His voice had been so calm. So certain. Like he'd already decided her fate without permission.

Natalie's jaw clenched until her teeth ached.

No. Absolutely not.

She wasn't getting divorced. Wasn't letting Robert walk away because he'd suddenly grown a spine. ...