My husband laughed in my face ten minutes into our divorce hearing.

Synopsis

Julian kept speaking as if the courtroom belonged to him. “I sacrificed too, Your Honor. I was present at business dinners. I made introductions. I provided legal insight. I helped stabilize Ms. Cross emotionally after the death of her father.” My father, Raymond Hayes, had died in a hospital room that smelled like antiseptic, raincoats, and cold coffee.