Diane's POV
The morning sun streamed through Joan's guest room windows as I made my way down the hallway, my mind clearer than it had been in months.
The events of last night—Noah professing his love, the family reconciliation, the overwhelming love I'd felt surrounded by—had crystallized something inside me. I was done living in limbo. Done letting Liam control any aspect of my life through his games and manipulations.
I found Joan in her room, already dressed and checking emails on her laptop. She looked up as I entered, immediately noting the determination etched across my face.
"Good morning, sunshine," she said, setting her laptop aside. "You look like a woman on a mission."
"That's because I am," I replied, settling into the chair across from her bed. "Joan, I want to go back to court and file a motion to compel Liam to sign the divorce papers."
Joan's eyebrows rose, but she nodded approvingly. "It's about time. What changed your mind?"
