With a tightness in my chest and my heart pounding, I stare at the courthouse standing imposingly in front of me. Holding back my tears, I force myself to take one step after another, trying to accept the fact that my marriage to Nathan is just about to end.

"Are you alright?" Matteo asks, his voice full of concern. "You look awfully pale."

"I'm fine. Just a little nervous," I say, not ready to tell him the truth—at least not right now.

A few moments later, we reach a long hallway and stop in ...