INICIAR SESIÓNMia stared at the financial report on her desk.Three months.Someone had been planning to destroy her business for three months.She couldn't understand why.Her company had barely started growing. She had no enemies outside the business world, and she had never deliberately hurt anyone.So why was someone trying so hard to ruin her?Her phone vibrated.Ryan.Ryan: How are you feeling?Mia sighed before replying.Mia: I'm fine. Just thinking about the meeting.His response came immediately.Ryan: You don't have to pretend you're fine with me.She stared at the message.Then she typed.Mia: I'm angry.Ryan: Good. Use that anger to fight for what you've built.Mia smiled faintly.Ryan always knew how to encourage her without making her feel weak.She put her phone down and opened the financial records again.The suspicious transfers.The unauthorized payments.The report that had destroyed her partnership with Westbridge.Everything seemed connected.But she couldn't afford to spend an
Mia woke up to a message from Ryan.Ryan: Good morning. I hope you slept well. Don't forget your meeting with Westbridge today.She smiled.Mia: Good morning. I won't forget.A second message appeared.Ryan: And remember, you're the boss. Don't let them intimidate you.Mia laughed softly.Ryan had a way of making her feel capable without making her feel dependent.She got out of bed, showered, and dressed for work.Today was important.Westbridge Group was one of the biggest clients her company had secured. The contract could change everything for her business.She checked her documents twice before leaving.Then she paused in front of the mirror.For years, she had dressed to impress Ethan.She had chosen clothes he liked, hairstyles he complimented, and colors she thought would make him notice her.Now she dressed for herself.And she liked the woman staring back at her.---At Carter Group, Ethan was having a terrible morning.He had barely finished his coffee when Daniel entered h
Mia had just finished reviewing a contract when her assistant knocked.“Ms. Bennett, there's someone here to see you.”“Who is it?”“Mr. Carter.”Her pen stopped moving.For a moment, she considered asking her assistant to tell him she was busy. Ethan had become a regular presence in her life lately, appearing with apologies, small acts of kindness, and promises he was finally learning to keep.But she had a business to run, and she refused to let her former husband dictate how her day would go.“Tell him he has five minutes.”A few moments later, Ethan entered.He wore a charcoal suit, his tie slightly loose, and carried no flowers or expensive gifts. He looked tired, as though sleep had become a luxury he could no longer afford.Mia pointed to the chair opposite her desk.“You have five minutes.”Ethan sat down.“Thank you for seeing me.”“You haven't used
Mia stared at Ethan's message for nearly a minute.I was never ashamed of you, Mia. I was ashamed of how much I needed you.Once, those words would have been enough to make her cry with happiness. Once, she would have read them repeatedly, searching for hidden affection in every sentence he sent her.Now, they only reminded her of how long she had waited to hear something like that.She placed her phone facedown on the bed.Ryan's voice came from the doorway. "Everything okay?"Mia looked up. He was holding two cups of tea, wearing the relaxed smile that had slowly become one of her favorite things about him."Yes. Just a message.""From him?"She didn't pretend not to understand."Yes."Ryan walked into the room and placed one cup beside her. He didn't ask to see the message or demand to know what Ethan had said.That was one of the things Mia appreciated about him. Ryan neve
Ethan read Mia's note for the sixth time.I kept this because I thought one day you'd give me a reason to wear it again.I'm sorry I waited so long.But I'm not waiting anymore.He stared at the wedding ring lying in his palm.He had signed the divorce papers because Mia had asked him to. He had told himself that letting her go was the first real act of love he had given her.But somewhere inside, he had still hoped she would return.He had hoped she would remember the good moments, forgive the bad ones, and eventually look at him the way she once had.Now, holding the ring, he understood something he had refused to accept.Mia wasn't waiting for him anymore.And she might never start again.His office door opened.Daniel entered with a folder."Sir, the Anderson partnership agreement is ready for your signature."Ethan placed the ring and note inside his desk drawer."Leave it there."Daniel set down the folder but didn't leave."Have you spoken to Mia?"Ethan gave him a tired look.
Mia stared at the folded paper inside the velvet box.For a moment, she couldn't breathe.She recognized the handwriting immediately.Her handwriting.The wedding vows she had written for Ethan two years ago.She had spent three nights writing them, trying to find the perfect words to describe what he meant to her. She had wanted him to understand that marrying him wasn't about his money, his family name, or the luxurious life he could offer her.She had married him because she loved him.But on their wedding day, Ethan had barely looked at the paper.He had placed it inside his jacket pocket, promised to read it later, and forgotten about it.Mia had waited weeks.Then months.Eventually, she had stopped asking.Now, he was standing in front of her with those same vows in his hands."Why do you have this?" she asked quietly.Ethan looked down at the paper."I found it while packing some of your belongings.""You kept it?""I never knew where it was."Mia laughed bitterly."You never







