Chapter 4

I stood in our bedroom doorway, watching the sunlight filter through the gauze curtains onto the bed we'd shared for three years. The bed where I'd waited countless nights for him to come home. The bed where I'd lost our child alone while he comforted another woman.

My suitcases lay open on the mattress like wounds, half-filled with the remnants of a life I was finally ready to abandon. Three years of marriage reduced to two pieces of luggage.

Footsteps echoed down the hallway, and Theron appeared behind me, his phone pressed to his ear. He glanced at my suitcases…