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KAI'S POV

I stared at the divorce paper in my hands, every word seeming to punch me. The ink was stark, unyielding, as if it didn't care about the innumerable hours, sleepless nights, or shattered pieces of myself I'd given up just to find her. Zara had signed it, her name there right next to mine. And yet she was still unreachable, still hiding.

“Why, Zara? Why do this without a word, without an opportunity for me to mend this?”

There was dead silence in the study. I ran a hand over my face, trying to steady the storm inside me. Not on my watch was she going to just walk away like that, not without an explanation.

"This isn't over," I whispered to the empty room.

The court house would be the first place I'll head to tomorrow. If she had been in there, then someone should know where she is. And if they refused to give me what I wanted… well, I wouldn't take no for an answer.

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