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escaped him the night of the party, she’d taken Richard’s advice and filed for a divorce the next day. She never returned to their penthouse and had remained in seclusion while she waited. This was the first time Kennedy had laid eyes on her since the night of the party.
    Something about him was off. She had known his cruelty, but his rage towards her was different this time. She couldn’t put her finger on it and forced herself not to wonder. Soon she had her answers directly from the source. She watched as he rose and walked over to her side of the conference table and took a seat.
    “You think you’re so clever,” he leered at her. “I’ve instructed my attorney to give you the fucking divorce. Not because I want it, mind you, but because if I don’t, I will be ruined in this town. But mark my words, if you and I ever cross paths again,” he leaned in and whispered evilly in her ear, “I’ll finish what I started in the kitchen.”
    As he pulled back, she looked him square in the eyes and said, “All I want is my freedom, Kennedy. Once I have it, I can promise you that you’ll never see me again.” He growled at her, stood and returned to his previous seat.
    Three and half hours later, the attorneys had finalized her divorce decree. Her attorney was relentless on a few issues. He wanted to hang Kennedy by the balls. He had seen how brutally Kennedy had beaten her when she hired him for her divorce. Her attorney wanted the bastard to pay. He felt she was entitled to more financial compensation and her divorce was not happening until he got it for her.
    Carmen had pleaded with her attorney to just get her freedom. That was all she wanted.
    “What he has done to you for the past six years is a crime, Carmen,” he had told her repeatedly in their weekly meetings. “You won’t let me have him arrested, and I understand why. But I will make sure you get the monetary compensation that you deserve. You hired me to represent you and I will, but what he did to you is inhumane and that, for me, makes it personal. I will get you your divorce, but you have got to trust me. He owes you this money for years of pain and suffering and he knows it.” Once she relented to her attorney’s advice, he had unleashed on Kennedy and gotten her more than she would have ever dreamed possible and her divorce.
    Once she and Kennedy had signed the final paperwork, the mediator collected it and said, “The official documents will be mailed to each of you in seven to ten days. But as of the date of your signatures, the marriage of Kennedy Matthew Powers and Carmen Isabel Meeks-Powers is dissolved. You are both free to go.”
    Carmen watched Kennedy storm out of the conference room with his attorney trailing behind. Her attorney gave her a gentle hug, collected his briefcase and left also. She dropped her head in her hands. It was over.
    After a few minutes, she lifted her head and an inner peace she had never known washed over her. She smiled to herself as she stood and walked out of the conference room. Her life was her own once again and she intended to live it on her terms.
     

Epilogue
     
     
    Carmen let the waves of the ocean lap at her naked feet. Today was a glorious day. Every day was a treasured blessing. As she walked back to her beach house, nestled on a secluded strip of shorefront on the island of Kauai, Hawaii, she thought every moment of her life was perfect.
    With the impressive settlement from her divorce, Carmen had bought the house with the thought that here was where she would live for the rest of her life. Peace never looked so beautiful.
    She walked the shoreline collecting shells and digging for clams. That was something her cleaning lady, Luca, had shown her how to do. Carmen found it to be easy—she just had to look for the tiny bubbles of the air hole as the waves receded. She liked to hum quiet songs to herself. She was happy. She was blissfully happy, and the thought of how her life had changed in the