revenge.
It was room to breathe.
On the day the divorce became final, Joe stopped me in the courthouse hallway.
He looked thinner and exhausted.
“Tracy left.”
I said nothing.
“She took Leo back to her hometown. She said she didn’t want my mother turning him into some ‘heir,’ and she realized she’d never be treated equally in this family.”
For a moment, I felt sympathy for her.
Not for what she had done to my marriage.
But because she had finally recognized the same cage I had spent ten
