Signed, Sealed...Goodbye

“I want to divorce Dominic,” I told my lawyer with determination. “This marriage is going nowhere anymore, attorney.”

The lawyer looked at me with disbelief, as if I dropped the most unexpected plot twist he’d ever heard.

“Are you kidding me, Ms. Rinelli? Your husband knows you died that night.”

I leaned in, voice cold and steady. “Then it’s about time he sees a ghost. And please, make sure to draft my resignation as well.”

By day, I’m Therese Rinelli—a respected architect and his secretary.