Lilith glanced at me. “Men like him often don’t notice the effort women put in until it’s too late. Give him a few months of you not managing every party and household task, and he’ll realize what he threw away.”
“Well. At least he agreed to divorce me.”
“And you’re sure you’ll feel comfortable cutting it that close? What if things don’t go perfectly his way and he pulls out of the contract or betrays you at the very end, leaving you with only three months to figure something else out?”
“Alexander, for all his flaws, takes a contract very seriously,” I replied. “He spent five years following our marriage contract to a fault. He won’t pull out of this one.”
Lilith didn’t seem convinced, but she didn’t have a chance to say anything else, because a sudden gust of wind knocked
