Chapter 391 Layers Of Missed Chances

(Ruby)

The evening air felt thick as I drove, one hand tapping the wheel in a rhythm that betrayed my nerves. I hadn’t been to Jack’s apartment since everything fell apart. The Golden Jubilee, my decision to move out, and the gradual, painful process of detangling my life from his, it all felt like I was peeling off layers of skin. This visit was the last piece.

I kept telling myself it was just clothes and sewing supplies, things I could replace, but deep down, I knew that wasn’t true. They weren’t just any clothes; they were pieces I’d poured myself into. And I hadn’t found the heart to face Jack like this again until now.

By the time I reached his place, the street lamps were casting long shadows across the sidewalk. I parked, took a deep breath, and gave myself a last-minute pep talk. I’d get my things, say my goodbyes, and leave. No lingering, no reminiscing.

I knocked lightly, half-hoping he wasn’t home, even though I knew better. A moment later, the door opened, and there he w