Designing Her Own Life

ad always felt like a second home, but now felt alien and vast. I was there to meet Judge Albrig

. I had a pre-signed divorce agreement from Molly in my purse, a joke between us back then. I' d told Andrew I had it, and he' d laughed, a full-t

quests. It was a blur of legal jargon that I, for the first time, had to navigate without Andrew's help. He ha

me." He paused, looking at me thoughtfully. "There's an opening here, for a communications liaison for the court. Your background

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, turning a corner into the mai

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ed suit, his hair perfectly styled

, superficial smile on his face. "I was j

roprietary. I flinched. Before I could res

taking your team out to dinner tonight to cele

ding, demanding. Maintain appearances. Don't make a scene

ting, tired of the pain, tired of

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