Chapter 5

My phone it up at LaGuardia Lorenzo’s name flashing on the screen.

“You can see,” His voice cracked. Not a question, but a broken revelation.

“Check the TV if you’re home. You’ll find everything you need to know.” Through the security app on my phone, I watched him stumble into our Central Park West penthouse.

My surgeon had called an hour ago, puzzled why Lorenzo never knew about my restored vision. The irony made me laugh.

The security feed showed Lorenzo crumpling in front of our coffee table. What filled the screen would’ve made TMZ blush–intimate photos of him and Isabella in various states of undress, their affair

in high definition,

voice was barely a whisper.

celebrate. Instead, I got a

“The divorce papers.”

Didn’t even glance at them

desperation in his voice echoed through the phone. “I won’t

contract‘ you couldn’t wait to sign? Look

realization hit. He fell to his knees, designer suit crumpling. “Please,” he begged. “I’ll fix everything.

felt nothing. No pain,

like dominos, Lorenzo. One falls, then another, until

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