"How could I have been so blinded by that?" she asked. Her eyes lifted to his, bright with humiliation. "You weren't worth it."
"I couldn't agree more."
Bianca straightened anyway and turned toward the door. She did not look back.
He pulled the signed file toward himself and rested one hand over it. He needed the physical confirmation that it was done. That this chapter, ugly and unfinished and long rotten beneath the surface, was finally closing. He closed his eyes and sighed.
Three months. A waiting period. A bureaucratic insult. A final stretch of time between him and the life he actually wanted.
When it was over, he would have his happily ever after or whatever version of it a man like him was allowed to have.
*****
"Massi?" Carol pushed the door to his suite open.
