Soren's Pov
I don't know how we got here, but I'm trying my absolute best to make sure this works out for her, and for us. I stared at her palm in shock, my eyes fixed on the faint, shimmering mark there. It was the sign of the exact reverse ritual, the one that would permanently break her blood-bond with Evander. She had actually done it.
The judge went through the divorce papers with a visibly dropped jaw. He gathered his composure after I cleared my throat pointedly. He handed the documents to his clerk for verification. At this point, the proper, drawn-out procedure had long been discarded. We were all just trying to get this over with.
"The documents are authentic," the clerk announced, his voice echoing in the suddenly silent chamber.
A wave of grumbling and sharp gasps flooded the room. I saw my mother's face pale. Marie looked like she'd been struck.
