Six months after our divorce, my ex-husband called to invite me to his wedding. I told him, “I just gave birth. I’m not going anywhere.” Thirty minutes later, he showed up in my hospital room wearing his wedding suit… and with a face white with terror.

“Adrian, we need to go. Everyone’s waiting.”

I smiled faintly.

“Yes, they probably are. I’m sure your guests are wondering why the groom disappeared after learning his ex-wife just gave birth to his daughter.”

Adrian’s phone buzzed.

Then Vanessa’s.

Then hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway.

A man in a dark tailored suit appeared in the doorway.

“Adrian Carter?”

Adrian froze.

The man lifted a sealed envelope.

“You are hereby served.”

Vanessa stepped backward immediately, but the man calmly pulled out another envelope.

“And one for you as well, Vanessa Reed.”

Her face drained of color.

Adrian looked at me in complete disbelief.

“What did you do?”