Meeting With Robbie
With the prenup in hand, I approached Robbie’s office feeling steadier than before. Dropping the document onto his desk, I managed a small, triumphant smile. “Here it is, Robbie,” I said firmly. His eyes lit up with curiosity as he picked it up and began to flip through. “Let’s take a closer look,” he replied, already absorbed. A quiet confidence grew in me—perhaps this really was the turning point I’d been waiting for.

Meeting With Robbie
