“We should go,” Matteo says gently, resting a hand on my shoulder and pulling me back to reality. “You heard the judge—the hearing’s been postponed.”

“Y-yeah,” I manage, my whole body trembling, frozen in place by fear.

“I’ll help you,” Nathan offers, moving closer and extending his arm for me to take.

“Let’s go, Matteo,” I mutter, brushing past my ex-husband without sparing him a glance. Then, pausing just long enough to speak without looking him in the eye, I add, ...