The divorce settlement contained a clause allowing it to be reopened if either party had lied about financial disclosure. Colin had done exactly that. We returned to the same courtroom, before the same judge, and the concealed $1.85 million was awarded back to me. Colin’s claim to half my company was also resolved, allowing me to regain control for a fraction of what he’d expected.

The criminal investigation followed. Colin eventually pleaded guilty to fraud, and his sentence was measured in years instead of months. On the final day, I passed him in the courthouse corridor where he’d once told me not to cry too hard. He was thinner now, wearing a cheaper suit, with none of his old confidence. He stopped and stared at me. “You planned this,” he said bitterly. I looked directly at him. “I changed ten numbers,” I replied. “You did the rest.”