I Fell For My Ex’s Lawyer

Harlow calls Mira the next morning. “I’m not ending it,” she says before Mira can speak. “My relationship with Roman. […]

Mira shows up at Harlow’s apartment unannounced. Eight PM. Harlow is in sweats, eating pad thai straight from the container,

The bar complaint arrives three days later. Formal. Official. Accusing Roman of: Each charge comes with detailed evidence. Timelines. Witness

Mira calls Harlow at seven AM. “Where did you get this?” Harlow is barely awake. Her studio apartment is cold.

Roman finds the discrepancy by accident. He’s reviewing Miles’s financial disclosure—the legally mandated document listing all assets, accounts, investments—when something

Harlow doesn’t accept the settlement offer. Not yet. She tells Mira she needs more time to think. To process. To

Mira calls three days after the disastrous deposition. “I need you to sit down,” she says. Harlow is already sitting.

The deposition is worse than Harlow imagined. She’s under oath. On the record. Sitting across from Roman while a court

Three weeks later, Harlow sits in the same conference room. Different day. Same nightmare. Except this time, Roman isn’t holding

The courthouse smells like old paper and broken promises. Harlow’s hands shake as she signs the divorce petition. Her signature