ASHAL
Maddi observes a few seconds of silence after I asked her the question.
"Maddi? Do I have your word?"
"No." She replies firmly, breaking my heart into tiny splinters. "No, Mr. Ashal. You have no right to ask that of me. My sister has been through a lot and a speedy divorce is just a scratch on the surface compared to what you owe her. You're going to sign the divorce papers and set her free by weekend. If you do that, maybe I'll try to forgive you for lying about Alfie's death."
My body shudders with shock. "What?"