A Call From My Future Mistress

Summary

The tenth time I took Gavin to court for divorce, the judge threw it out again.

Standing on the courthouse steps under the harsh midday sun, Gavin handed me the rejection order. "Helen, it’s been ten times now," he sighed, his voice laced with practiced patience. "When are you finally going to believe that I never cheated on you?"

My parents and my brother stood right beside him, looking at me like I was a hysterical child throwing an extended tantrum.

"Helen, stop this madness," my mother pleaded, rubbing her temples.