My Ex-husband Came to My House with an Envelope Yesterday — Now I Don’t Want to See My Mother Anymore

The last person Isabel expected to see was her ex-husband, standing on her porch, gripping an envelope like his life depended on it. “Izzy, please,” he pleaded. “Just open it.” “Why would I?” she snapped, her voice edged with years of hurt and anger. He swallowed hard, his eyes wide with desperation: “BECAUSE IT’S ABOUT