I can hear my own words echoing in my ears, leaving a deathly silence hanging in the air. But almost instantly, the room erupts in whispers and flashing cameras, all scrambling to catch every second of what’s about to unfold.

“What kind of nonsense is that?” Oliver roars, his usual calm completely shattered. For the first time, his true nature slips through—cruel, dangerous, unfiltered.

“You heard me. I want a divorce,” I declare, my voice steady. “After eight years of marriage, I ...