The Prenup: Her Revenge

he one he had designed for her as a wedding gift. It was a beautiful space, all w

nter was a framed photo of them from their honeymoon in Italy, both of them laughing, co

t room. She didn' t stop. She smashed the frame again and again, splintering the wood, until the smiling faces were

that?" David calle

into a dustpan. "Nothing,

He wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing her neck. "I have a b

, foreign perfume on his jacket again, a ghost of his lov

mile on her face. "I have a surprise for you too." She gestured to a beautifully

birthday," he said, lo

eech." The box was heavy. It contained every piece of evidence she had collected. The earring, printouts of t

king to their friends, telling them about the "huge surprise" he had for her, ensuring a big turnout. He was

elping her get new identification and a one-way ticket to Norway. Her plan was elaborate, but she was a pastry chef. S

e their old traditions. "Remember our fifth anniversary? We danced in t

m, her body stiff in his arms. He h

he name of the song, Dav

e had forgotten the small, intimate details that once made up their life together. They w

held up two ties. "Which one, babe? T

never seen before. It was undoubtedly a gift from

dresser. He kissed her forehead. "You look breathtak

. Her smile in the mirror was a perfect, beautiful

e gift box on the table. "Oh, is that for David? You' re

meaning only she understood. The weight of her secret plan was immense, but the thought of the look o