“You left your password manager logged in on the iPad Lily uses for her school apps,” I said, allowing a hint of malice to bleed into my tone. “You were so busy planning your romantic weekend in Miami that you forgot to clean up your digital footprints. If you contest this divorce, if you ask for a single second of custody of Lily, or if you try to take a single dime from me, those exact documents go directly to your CEO’s desk.”
“Ana, please…” he stuttered, his arrogance completely evaporating. “We can talk about this. We can settle this privately. Don’t do this to me. It will ruin my life.”
“You ruined your own life the moment you decided to treat your family like an inconvenience, Ricardo. Goodbye.”
I hung up the phone and blocked his number entirely.
For the next twenty-four hours, the silence returned, but this time, it was peaceful. I spent the day baking with Lily, flour dusting our noses as we laughed in our new, bright kitchen. I felt like the woman I used to be before Ricardo spent years convincing me I was small, dramatic, and weak.
But a man like Ricardo does not go down without a fight. He was a cornered animal, and cornered animals are the most dangerous.
On Thursday evening, around 8:00 PM, a sharp knock sounded at my new front door.
My heart skipped a beat. No one had this address except Elena and Beatrice.
I crept toward the door, looking through the peephole. Standing on the porch wasn’t Ricardo. It was a tall, elegant woman wearing large sunglasses and an expensive trench coat, despite the warm evening air.
Slowly, she took off her sunglasses, looking directly into the camera of the doorbell.
It was Paola.
But she wasn’t smiling, and she didn’t look triumphant. Her face was pale, her eyes red-rimmed from crying, and she held a heavy manila envelope tightly against her chest.
Trembling, I opened the door just an inch, keeping the safety chain securely fastened. “What are you doing here? How did you find me?”
Paola looked around frantically, as if she were being followed, before pressing her face close to the crack in the door.
