Ten Marriages to Break My Heart

Summary

When Garrett Montgomery signed his tenth marriage certificate with Audrey Fontaine, I didn’t shed a single tear.

I didn’t scream. I didn’t smash the antique crystal vases in his penthouse, nor did I threaten to jump from the terrace, or set fire to the silk drapes in his master bedroom, or try to drag Audrey into the freezing surf off Nantucket like I had in the past.

Garrett let out a long, ragged exhale of relief. “I’m glad you’re finally being reasonable, Nora,” he said, reaching out to smooth a stray lock of hair behind my ear.