Chapter 22: In For A Penny, In For A Pound

Miranda’s P.O.V

Today, I was particularly nervous for two reasons. The first was that Donovan had informed me that the divorce papers would be delivered to Michael today, and the second reason was that I’d had very awkward encounters with Davien yesterday, in which there was this intimate tension between us that we hadn’t addressed yet. And because of this, I didn’t know how to act around him; I was walking on eggshells here and it seemed he was doing the same.

I woke up, got dressed in a royal blue long sleeved dress that ended mid-thigh, along with cream coloured Miu Miu heels. Some time I’d have to get my belongings from Michael’s house- because let’s face it, it will never be mine and if he wanted it, then he could damn well have it. I’d suffered much in that cursed house, that I didn’t even want to go near it. The way he verbally, physically, and sexually assaulted me…don’t think about it, Miranda.

Downstairs, Davien was by the stove preparing breakfast in his three-piece navy-b