Chapter 1

My client wanted her wedding dress to be light and romantic.

"We're getting married in Santorini, the ultimate wedding destination!"

I smiled and agreed, but my heart felt like it was plunged into ice water.

Just yesterday, I’d discovered a secret Leo had hidden deep in his bookshelf.

Two plane tickets to Santorini from five years ago.

One was his.

The other belonged to a woman named Luna.

On the back of the tickets, in Leo’s handwriting: "For your most romantic wedding."

But he had explicitly told me that weddings were cliché and a hassle.

That’s why, in our five years of marriage, we had no proposal, no wedding, not even a single decent photo together.

That evening, when Leo returned, I placed the two tickets in front of him.

"Leo, let's get a divorce," I said calmly.

He barely glanced at them before impatiently sweeping the tickets to the floor.

"Seriously? That old thing again? What's gotten into you?"

I said nothing more. I simply had my lawyer prepare the divorce papers.

Seeing my persistence, his patience snapped.

"You're divorcing me over two old plane tickets?"

"Yes."