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I let myself cry until the weight on my chest eased a bit. Crying would make me feel better, but I reminded myself it would be the last time I’d ever cry
again. Bad things happened to me all at the same time, and I needed to release the stress I’d been keeping within me for weeks, I cried because
Mom’s gone, Celine’s gone, my house is gone, and now Grey would be gone from my life too,
Why would you hold on to a man who doesn’t love you? A voice inside my head told me. If he wants a divorce, then give him what he wants and
move on with your life, the voice added sternly. Deep within me, I knew I should do exactly that. Let go.
that make me unhappy. The only way to redeem
I’ll never be happy unless I let go of the things that make me sad. Grey is at the top of the list of things that m myself is to sign the divorce papers and
move on with my life.
After the turmoil inside me subsided, I wiped the tears off my cheeks and got up from the bed. I didn’t want my eyes to be red and puffy when I faced
the Bradford family lawyer, Head held high and proud–that’s how I wanted to feel as I signed the divorce papers.
Without a moment’s delay, I took a quick bath and then changed into a blouse and jeans. As I was putting my jeans on, I realized that they fit me
perfectly now. They used to be loose at the waistline, but now there was no space left to insert my fingers. Indeed, I had gained some weight.
I brushed my straight long hair and blew it dry before coiling it into a bun at my nape. Without putting on any makeup, I left.
After I got kicked out of my apartment, I had a hard time finding a place to stay. Then TTooked in a newspaper and found an available bed space in
the advertisement section. I didn’t want to sleep on the streets, so I immediately inquired. To my luck, there was a single room available, and I took it
as a temporary place to stay.

I got out of the building and headed straight to the parking area where tenants parked their cars.Upon reaching my car, I opened the door, climbed
Inside, and turned the engine on.
As I maneuvered the car out of the parking area, all I could think of was how thankful I was for having my car with me. The loan sharks hadn’t taken
my car as collateral for my father’s debts. They tried to take it, though, but I fought hard for it and argued that I would sue them if they forced me to
hand Over my car, even if it wasn’t listed as collateral. They realized it would cost them money if I sued them, so they stopped insisting on taking my
car and allowed me to keep it.
The sky looked dark and gloomy. I thought to myself as I briefly glanced up. It had been bright and sunny a while ago, but now grey clouds spread
across the horizon, promising a rainy afternoon.
I cast a quick glance at my wristwatch. The time the lawyer and I agreed to meet at the coffee shop was around one p.m. It was still early, though,
and I decided to pass some time by visiting my house just to check if it was still the same.

When my car skidded to a stop on the side of the road at a reasonable distance from my house, the depressing sight of my untrimmed lawn greeted
my eyes, making my shoulders sag
The lawn looked dirty, with leaves lying everywhere. If I were still living in the house, this would never happen, Even the shiny glass windows were
shrouded in dust and dirt, showing me that it had been left uncleaned for a long time.
My once lively home now looked like a haunted house.
Calm down, Lily, I told myself as I took a deep breath, feared for the house deeply, but I had to accept the truth: it wasn’t mine anymore.
I forced the negative In front of my house.
thoughts out of my head before returning my attention back to the house, just in time to see a sleek Lamborghini pull to a stop right
The door of the car opened, and a tall man in his mid–forties emerged. He was wearing a tailored suit. Just looking at his clothes and shoes told me

he was filthy rich. The side of his face was facing my direction, and there was a considerable distance between us, but I could tell he was good–
looking. He had a formidable aura surrounding him that suggested he was an important man.
The man turned to the other side of the car and pulled the door open. An equally tall, good–looking woman gracefully emerged from it. She was
wearing an elegant business suit with a pencil skirt. Her luscious midnight–black hair cascaded past her shoulders like a magnificent waterfall. She
had beautiful, healthy hair that reminded me of a shampoo commercial model. She turned to the man to say something, and I caught a glimpse of the
side of her face. She possessed striking aristocratic features that anyone would look at twice.
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They looked nothing like the loan sharks who had taken n
my house. They were decent people. I could see it in the way they carried themselves.
them, the couple looked familiar. I just couldn’t recall where I had seen them, but I assumed it must have been in a
Even though it was the first time I saw them magazine.
They looked at my house for a long time, as though they were waiting

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waiting for someone to emerge from it.
The man gently squeezed the woman’s shoulder as if he was trying to comfort her while she dabbed a handkerchief at the corner of her eyes. The
man didn’t stay long. They returned to their car and drove away.
They were gone, but I was still wondering who they were.
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