At our divorce hearing, my husband laughed when he saw I had no lawyer. He was sure I had no money, no support, and no way out.
The courtroom carried the familiar scent of aged wood and burnt coffee, the kind of place where relationships quietly unraveled and pride was often stripped away without ceremony. I sat …
At our divorce hearing, my husband laughed when he saw I had no lawyer. He was sure I had no money, no support, and no way out. Read More