We met there a little while later, and as soon as we met, she handed me the divorce papers.
Without ceremony, she asked the question we both already knew the answer to. “Those two are together?”
I nodded.
She ground her teeth with anger. “Gideon’s an idiot. His dad got murdered by that bitch, yet he acts like it’s nothing. Also, he knows how badly Arabella treated you because of him himself.” Her voice was thick with fury.
She was right. Because I’d dragged Gideon out of a wreck, we’d confirmed our relationship.
But after that, someone locked me in a bathroom and forced me to drink disinfectant.
If someone hadn’t found me in time, I would have died.
Just because I saved him, things between him and Arabella had only gotten worse, at least on paper.
The park was huge, but I soon found them. Arabella’s head rested on his shoulder as she ate a double-scoop ice cream. Their voices were low, but I heard everything.