She Signed My Clinic Papers I Signed Her Divorce

Summary

My mental break started the day Delaney Shaw cheated again—this time, with her assistant. The world had gone blurry, and suddenly, the fruit knife on the kitchen counter looked like the only path to quiet.

“Why are you hurting yourself? Doesn’t she love you anymore?”

I looked up. Sixteen-year-old Delaney, the girl who was my anchor, was walking toward me, her eyes wide with a familiar, aching concern.

“Tell me who she is,” she whispered, her voice fierce. “I’ll take care of her.”

I stared into the clear, bright sincerity of her teenage eyes. I couldn’t speak.