Then, about four years ago our town was rocked by a fire, which destroyed much of the downtown business district. Jack had become trapped in a buildin...g and was badly burned. He had been air lifted to our local burn unit where he lay for two weeks before he lost his fight to live. Ashley and her Grandmother were devastated as the young woman was carrying her daughter yet unborn.Ashley had just started getting past her mourning for Jack during this last year, when she agreed to go out with me.. . you don’t need her consent to annul it. You just need to get a judge to grant it.“We can look into whether or not she withheld vital information about her mental health prior to marriage and whether or not you would have married her if you had that knowledge in the past. If that fails, of course, we can still go for the divorce,” Mr. Natansky had the look of a mad scientist in his eyes, but not a truly insane one, just one who thought something ingenious.“That would be very nice, thank you. “Probably?” her voice quivered in reply, nervously observing the crowd of people obliviously milling in the hallway just beyond the pane. “Probably,” I assured her. She swallowed anxiously, realizing it was as close to a guarantee as she was going to get. Aside from Megan and myself, the outer office was deserted, the last of the staff having left just moments ago as their shifts had ended. “What if someone comes back in?” she whispered, trembling as my hand eased downward off her hip to. Fuck. Silky smooth voice as well."Erm, yes. I don't know what's happening though". "No, neither do I. None of the staff seem to know what's going on either".She shrugged. "No surprises there. You're lucky there's even any staff to talk to here. Doesn't happen a lot".He smirked. Shit, I may need some clean underwear at this rate she thought."Well, while we wait, do you fancy getting a coffee?"Wait, what?! Panic stations! She looked at him, mouth open, trying to find the words. Yes, yes, a.