---- He thought it was all fake. To him, I was just some pawn in a family power move. Even that night-he really believed I set him up. He'd mock me nonstop. "Sincere? Danielle, you think you even have a heart?" I gave him mine, and he crushed it without blinking. Just like now. He grabbed the shattered urn-and slammed it again. I screamed, dropped to my knees, arms out to protect what was left of Nadine. Gerard kicked me. "you're really committed to the act. Now quit ---- playing-where's Nadine? Bring her out!" Then I watched him do it. Stomped on Nadine's ashes like they were dirt. All I could do was cry and try to scoop what was left into my arms. I opened my mouth, heart stuffed with everything I wanted to say-but only one line came out. "Gerard, I'm tired. Let's get a divorce."