Watch Me Marry Someone Else, My Dear Ex-Husband

“Tell my father if he wants to make up for the last twenty years of pretending I didn’t exist, then he should pick me up after a week. I’m divorcing my husband. Draft the papers. I’ll make sure he signs them immediately.”

I hung up before the lawyer could speak. I tugged up my hospital gown sleeve, staring at the angry scar slashing across my forearm.

Three days ago, I was caught in a fire started by Sandra, my best friend and my husband’s mistress.

And rather than saving me and our baby, he chose her. “I don’t care if she’s months pregnant. Just save Sandra.