"My husband is expecting me." I tell Madison when I walk into the foyer.
She just nods.
"Go right in."
Brent is seated on the office couch sorting some documents. He looks up when i open the door, and he spares me a smile.
"You're late."
"It's girl's thing. We rarely show up on time."
"What are you carrying?"
"Snacks. You want some?"
He wrings his nose at the frozen yoghurt and hot cheetos.
"I'll pass. The lawyer is on his way."
"Does he have everything ready?"
"That's what he said. Sit."
"What are you doing?" I ask him once I'm seated beside him.
"I need Madison to file all these documents. Her wedding is coming up, so she's overworking a little bit because she'll be gone for quite sometime."
"I see."
We stay quiet for a moment. He's busy frowning as he tries to get ev
