Linn gazed at the paper for a while before finally saying, "I don't remember. It was too long ago."

"Alright. You can go," Timothy replied, his tone flat.

As soon as Linn left, Timothy was about to feed the sheet of paper into the shredder when Jessica's words flashed through his mind: how she'd found him at home, scribbling Sheila's name over and over on the page.

That was how she'd discovered their affair.

Was it because of this piece of paper?

Timothy stared at the paper, then maneuvered his wheelchair to the master bedroom and knocked softly.

Jessica opened the door, her gaze immediately falling on the paper in his hand, its surface covered in Sheila's name.

"Was this the one you saw?" he asked.

Jessica remained silent.

"It's not what you think," Timothy explained patiently. "She asked me to help design her signature. The page just has a bunch of fonts and styles—nothing more."

He tried to keep his voice calm. "There's nothing between us-not like you think. I

The door shut sharply with a thud.

Jessica didn't want to hear it.

Whatever was broken between them couldn't be fixed with explanations. Even if he was telling the truth, did it matter anymore? Everything was in the past. It was too late.

Timothy sat in the hallway, utterly lost. He'd tried to clear things up. She'd misunderstood, and he'd tried to explain, but she shut him out all the same.

want from him? Was divorce

planner's brochure, and picked out a ceremony he thought she

make things right.

was ending, he still owed

Secretary Allen and instructed him to

managed to organize the wedding, it

her laptop, lost in the swirl of Timothy's explanation. A tangled mess of emotions

didn't need any

to bear the suffocating atmosphere a moment longer, Jessica grabbed her purse and left

flagged down a cab. As soon

[Can we meet?]

been hoping for this

[Where?]

If

[I'm here.]

to Ines's studio, stopping in

had never been

now, there was no reason to keep hiding. She'd chosen her career Her illness had

everything-except about the

Timothy and

month, the divorce

didn't offer many details about their marriage-just that she'd chosen it recklessly, and it turned

on a whim. Whatever you choose,

to me. I'll teach you everything I know-every

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