The 99th Divorce Agreement

I spent seven years drafting divorce papers for other people.

I never expected that the ninety-ninth agreement would be my own.

That night, my husband, Carter, lost a tabletop game during a live stream with his childhood sweetheart, Chloe.

The penalty was to give up the thing he treasured most.

Chloe smiled at the camera, tapping his wedding ring.

"Lend me your marriage for a day."

The comment section blew up.

Carter looked at me like he was giving orders to an assistant.

"Evelyn, you know the drill.

"Sign a temporary divorce agreement. I’ll cancel it with you tomorrow morning."