My phone buzzed before I even finished reading. A message from Grant:
Meet me at Westbridge Courthouse at 2. We’ll finalize.
No apology. No explanation. Just instructions—like I was another task on his afternoon schedule.
The Courthouse
The courthouse smelled of worn carpet and cleaning chemicals. Grant was already there when I arrived.
He looked refreshed—crisp navy suit, hair perfectly styled, radiating the relaxed confidence of someone who believed he had already won.Alimony calculator
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