As long as you have sufficient evidence of the other party's infidelity, yes.

After leaving the law firm, I called my best friend, Althea Pruitt, and told her everything.

Althea's eyes turned red on the spot.

"Letitia! Are you fucking kidding me? You call yourself my friend? Something this huge and you're only telling me NOW?"

"That piece of shit Lewis! I always knew there was something off about him. I always said he was no good!"

"And now he's not just cheating out in the open, he has the nerve to humiliate you? I'm going to kill him. Right now."

I laughed and grabbed her hand, shaking my head. "Calm down. I don't care anymore."

That only made it worse. The moment the words left my mouth, Althea started crying.

"How can you not care? You were together for ten years! I watched every single one of those years closer than anyone. I know exactly what you went through!"

"Do you have any idea how much you suffered for him? That time you went to the competition for his sake—"

She caught the shift in my expression and immediately changed course. "Forget it. Point is, I can't stand that bastard. If he thinks he can do this to you, I swear I'll find a way to destroy him and that homewrecker both."

Watching her rage on my behalf like that.

My nose stung.

All these years, having someone like her by my side. That was enough.

"Okay, Thea, enough with the depressing stuff."

"I have good news for you."

Althea blinked. "Good news?"

I smiled and placed her hand on my lower belly. "You're going to be a godmother."

Her eyes went wide. "You're keeping Lewis's baby? Letitia, have you lost your mind? He cheated on you!"

I knew she'd react like that.

"It's not his."

"What?" Her voice shot up an octave.

Every head in the restaurant turned our way.

I grabbed her arm. "Keep it down."

Althea looked dazed, like she'd been hit by one bombshell after another and her brain was still trying to catch up.

"You better start talking. Now."

I nodded. "Remember Frederick Pruitt from high school? The genius?"

"Of course I remember. Same last name as me, completely different brain."

I let a small smile curl my lips, about to say It's his—

When a low voice came from beside us. "Letitia, what are you doing here?"

I turned my head. Lewis was walking out of a private dining room with a young, pretty girl on his arm.

"You son of a bitch! I was just looking for you!"