VORCE SECRETS

ill and any potential recognition. Three weeks into the divorce proceedings, my face was everywhere-tabl

a waited, removing my sunglasses only after

ible," Sam said, push

ts to hear when her under-eye bags

ened. "Have you

leep requires not having nightmares about Elizabe

ce?" Sam slid her tab

ide the courthouse. The headline made my stomach curdle: "COLD AN

ok a scalding sip of coffee, welcoming the burn. "Which is fascinating, considering the only ex I had

e makin

icle. "What struggling grad student wouldn't take five

d down, her expression darkeni

ightened.

sister looking somber in understated designer black, the perfe

love. Some people can't see past dollar signs to what matters-building a fa

ady," Sam muttered. "She's

d I gripped the edge of the table. "She's sleepi

," Sam corr

erviews will make things worse. Rebecca's already warned me t

ble to grasp my hand. "Fi

y what they want-me looking

hat's t

ed, navigating a massive stroller with practiced ease. Something sh

eezed my hand.

ntion. "The plan is to su

g tonight. After his courthouse text, we'd arranged to meet somewhere

id, showing Sam the message. "Micha

same Marcus they accused you of s

"He's been with the company longer than Micha

eaned forward. "The Waltons ow

. But I'm out

lert. I looked down and felt

it?" Sa

tory: "WALTON DIVORCE: SOURCES CLAIM ARIA CAMPBELL

ing as I emptied my stomach. Five years of hormone injections. Three miscarriages. Countless ni

cking dared-to claim I

reflection. When I returned to the table, Sa

close to the family.' She's going on some morning show tomorro

own. "She knows about the miscarriages. She held my h

Sam's voice was

to call

've seen it," she said without preamble. "

I finished. "How

he trauma of pregnancy loss being weaponized." Rebecca's voice softened marginally

children," I whispered, my voic

false. But responding emotion

tared blankly at the table

ou can't let them assassina

op, suddenly paranoid that someone was recording us. "

ashed with determination. "There has to b

age from Marcus: *Bringing documents tonight. T

he text. "Mayb

hed. "But what choice do w

licks of his camera followed as I hurried down the street, his voice

kept walking, head down, sunglasses on,

afford now-I turned on the TV to distract myself. Bad mistake. There

hearsed concern. "It was all about the social status, the Walton name. When it ca

Aria told you she never intended to ha

's confidence... but yes. She told me the fertility treatments were for sh

ainst the wall before I

tha again. "Turn on

changed the channel. There was Michael, leavi

eel about your wife's dec

I saw a flash of the man I'd married-the one who'd held me after each l

said, pushing t

: "Did you know she neve