She pulled back, steadying herself. "He said he'll sign tomorrow, but only if you bring the papers yourself. To the place you two first met."
"Are you going?"
I went quiet for a moment, then nodded. "I'm going. He has to sign."
The next day, I arrived to find Tilda sitting alone on a park bench. The moment she spotted me, she walked straight over.
"Maggie, how could you just divorce him like this?"
I took a step back. "Where's Xavier?"
A flicker of amusement passed through her eyes. "He'll be here any minute. Just wait."
The next second, Tilda grabbed my hand and threw herself to the ground, clutching her ankle and crying out in pain.
The force of it sent me crashing into the park bench. My stomach slammed against the edge.
My face went white. I pressed both hands to my abdomen and looked up to see Xavier cradling Tilda, his face twisted with fury as he glared at me.
"Maggie, I never thought you could be this vicious!"
I didn't answer. My hands were shaking. I pointed at the divorce papers.
"Sign... them...!"
Xavier froze for a beat, then snatched up the papers in a rage, scrawled his name across them, and hurled them at my face.