Miriam Found a Reflection in a Mirror That Ended Her Marriage

pushed it open.

Inside, the room smelled of old paper and lemon furniture polish, a scent that usually quieted my mind but today only made my chest feel tight.

Sarah, a family attorney with sharp grey eyes and a neat wool blazer, did not smile as she gestured for us to sit in the two green leather chairs facing her desk.

“We can file a motion to temporarily continue reading …