The shrill sound of my phone ringing cut through my morning routine. Glancing at the screen, I braced myself as Tanya's name flashed.
"How dare you?" Her voice exploded before I could speak. "Calling Alistair directly? Harassing him at work?"
I pulled the phone away from my ear, counting silently to three. "If asking my legal husband to sign divorce papers is harassment, then yes, I'm guilty."
"He's dealing with enough stress taking care of Ivy! You're being selfish and cruel."
The irony was almost laughable. "Tell Alistair to meet me at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow at nine. No more excuses."
"You heartless—"
"Goodbye, Tanya." I hung up, cutting off what would surely be another tirade about my lack of compassion.
My phone rang again immediately. This time, it was Alistair's number. I considered ignoring it but decided against it. Better to get this over with.
"What now?" I answered flatly.
