to me. You arranged for false evidence to be created. You tried to make me question my memory so I would sign away my financial rights.”
He looked down.
Then he whispered,
“I didn’t know how else to handle everything.”
I felt an unexpected calm.
For months, I’d wondered whether I was imagining things.
Now, sitting across from him, I finally understood how carefully he’d constructed the deception.
I leaned forward.
“You could have asked for a divorce, Julian. Instead, you tried to take my future away from me.”
He began pleading.
He said we could work things out.
He promised to end his relationship with Vanessa.
He insisted he’d never intended for the situation to become so serious.
But I had heard enough.
I stood.
“Our marriage is over.”
For the first time, Julian seemed genuinely frightened.
“Sofia, please.”
I looked at him one last time.
“I’m not signing
