I took a deep breath and said, my back to him, “Let’s get a divorce.”
But when I turned around, bracing myself, Gideon was already asleep.
His wedding ring then slipped out of his pocket and hit the floor. He probably took it off earlier while “playing games” with Arabella, so he wouldn’t scratch her with it.
I stared at it for a long moment, then slowly slid my own ring off and tucked it into the drawer of the nightstand.
The next morning, Colette sent me the completed divorce agreement. At the same time, a reminder about amusement park tickets popped up on my phone.
Last week was my birthday, but Gideon had skipped it to work late. So, he bought those tickets to make it up to me.
Usually, after a night of heavy drinking, he slept until noon. But today, he was up early, freshly showered, dressed in the new clothes I’d just bought him.
Watching him stand in front of the mirror, carefully shaving, I felt a tangle of emotions.
“Gideon, I have something to do today. About the amusement park—”
Unexpectedly, he cut me off without even looking up. “I can’t go today. I’ve got a client meeting. I’ll just cancel it and take you next week instead.”