KAI'S POV
I glanced down at the address hastily jotted down on a piece of paper as a small spark lit in my chest. Mark's words still echoed in my head.
*This is the best lead we've got, Mr. Adler. I did manage to trace her request for divorce papers back to this location. I suggest you check it out straightaway.*
And then, after weeks of dead ends and unanswered questions, there was finally a possibility, one small but possible chance, that I would see her again. The thought brought equal measures of relief and trepidation. I needed answers and explanation on why she decided to give up on us just like that, when we could just talk it out.
But what if she didn't want to see me? What if she was genuinely done with us?
I shook my head, willing myself not to travel that path; I had to see her, needed her to hear me out.