My hands won't stop shaking as I stare at the divorce papers on my lap. I still can't believe this is happening. The Ashworth Pack mansion looms before me like a prison I'm finally escaping from. Seven years of memories, none of them particularly good, and now it's all coming down to this moment.
I grip the steering wheel harder, trying to steady myself. One signature. That's all it'll take to make me the first Luna in Pack history to be divorced and kicked out. How's that for a legacy? My throat tightens at the thought of facing Sebastian again. God, even after everything, just thinking his name still hurts.

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