“Eventually?” I laughed, but it wasn’t funny. “After you took our savings? After you told our five-year-old she’s getting a new mommy?”
Garrett straightened up. “I’m going to fight for custody of Nora. She deserves a stable home with two parents who really love each other. Tessa and I can give her that.”
I stared at him, this stranger in my husband’s body, and felt something inside me turn hard. I wasn’t scared of him anymore.
Without a word, I went to my purse and pulled out another folder. It was the one Mr. Peterson made for this exact moment. I put it on the counter between us. Things were finally turning my way.
“Here are my terms,” I said quiet. “Full custody, child support, and pay back every penny you took from our account.”
His eyes got wide as he read the big letters on the papers. His tough act melted away.
“You can’t be serious. Eveline, be reasonable—”
“I’m done being reasonable,” I cut in. “I’m done with your lies. Sign the papers, Garrett, or see me in court.”
Then I grabbed my keys and walked out, leaving him standing in the kitchen with his mouth open. For the first time in months, I felt free.