I would have never let her go.
Leaving the Cobras midseason—yeah, that was never going to happen. When I made a commitment, I went all in.
Letting her divorce me? Also, never going to happen.
But I had needed a “come to Jesus” moment, where Blake realized she was just as in this as I was. That she couldn’t let go either.
And that…had required a little push.
So I’d hired an actress to pose as a divorce attorney, and I’d had a friend put together fake papers that had no legal validity. She could have signed those fucking things a million times and she still would have been married to me. If she had for some reason requested to take them to the courthouse herself…I had a plant in there too that would’ve pretended it was all real.
There’d been a million contingencies I’d had set up, but they all had one end goal…to get her back.