Chapter 3

That night, I brought Nathan back to the home Michael and I used to share, so I could pack up my things.

I boxed up every designer bag, outfit, and piece of jewelry the Linwood family had ever bought for me.

Anything that doesn't belonged to me, I refused to keep even a single item.

Once everything was packed away, all I had left were a few plain, inexpensive clothes.

And an old suitcase.

I looked around the place I'd called home for five years.

The sofa in the living room? Michael and I picked it out together.

Our wedding…