Since he asked me to keep the phone, I didn't think twice before signing out his information and logging mine in. In my heart, I wished every piece of evidence Tyler destroyed along with that phone could be returned, as it could have been saved on iCloud.However, after fully signing in and refreshing my iCloud over what felt like a thousand times, I couldn't retrieve those videos and pictures. Nevertheless, it wasn't why I wanted to borrow the phone, and I didn't spend too much time on it, finding a needle in the bottom of the ocean.Immediately, I launched Instagram. Since the beginning of our marriage, Tyler's number was the only one I knew offhand. And with it, I knew most of my contacts were gone with the phone Tyler destroyed.Scrolling on Instagram, I tapped my finger on the search icon, and as it displayed, it felt like unlocking a treasure chest of endless possibilities. I entered the name "Attorney James."As soon as I saw that the search result displayed his profile, I clic

Having pushed me to the ground, I felt like a leaf with no strength in me. With this, they mocked me, their silly laughter resonating louder in this bitter moment of my life. It seemed they had never been happier about a situation than they were with this. Sadly, realizing I had lost everything due to the silly mistake I made, I rose to my feet. It was okay to cry; it was okay to be sober; but what was not okay was to remain there and allow them to use me as comedy to laugh away their sorrows. I was unable to pick up all my clothes, but I managed to grab a few that I needed. Certainly, I was not homeless before I bought this house; I still had my parents' house to return to. I packed the few clothes I could into my luggage along with my makeup kits, and my heart reddened with tears. It was more than heartbreak at this moment; however, there was nothing more to be done. Life had shown me its ugly side, and all I could do now was accept it. I accepted my fate. Perhaps "fate" was not

As they bowed to me, I did not know what to say or do. I simply continued to look at them, feeling perplexed, waiting to see the next course of action. Nevertheless, I didn't have to wait for too long. "This way, ma'am," Robert gestured toward the front door of the mansion and bowed, as he had been doing. Just as he gestured in this direction, the group of women and men right in front didn't raise their heads, even as I followed behind Robert, who was leading me through the mansion. Stepping foot into the mansion, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. I was greeted by a grand foyer adorned with intricate marble flooring and towering columns. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, casting a soft, warm glow over the space. Similarly, elaborate tapestries lined the walls, depicting scenes of historical significance. Plush velvet furnishings filled the room, inviting guests to relax in luxury. "This way, ma'am," I heard Robert's voice call me out of my

Stepping out of my mother’s house, with my mother and sister behind me, we exchanged smiles once again, like rays of sunlight breaking through the clouds after a storm. Then, when we saw Robert approaching, we saw how he bowed to me like a knight paying homage to his queen.“Ma’am, the acting boss has less than four hours to live. Please come with us, and you may be able to see him before he passes,” Robert said.As he spoke, I noticed Robert bowing slowly again, his movements graceful, like a dancer performing an elegant bow on stage. I nodded gently at him in acknowledgment. With this, I turned to my mom and sister, then glanced at the car key in my hand, its metallic glint catching the sunlight like a precious gem sparkling in the palm of my hand.I instantly took a deep breath. Surely, I was about to embrace my true lifestyle, but I could still feel some level of fear within me, like a lingering shadow that refused to be dispelled by the light. And it seemed as though my mother co

I shed tears as I read the letter, like raindrops falling from a stormy sky, and instantly I understood that though my uncle had not been present in my life since the death of my adopted father, he had indeed kept his eyes on me and shared in each of my pain and endurance like a guardian angel. But it was all good, just as the letter said; dwelling on the wounds of my heart served no purpose. With that realization, I turned off the television, rose from the bed, and addressed Robert with a resolve as steady as the North Star, ready to face the day's challenges head-on.“You said the burial is today?”“Yes, ma’am. The late boss emphasized that his burial should not be delayed, so this is why we are burying him this early,” Robert explained.“Great! I will be taking my bath now and getting dressed for the burial,” I said to him, then he bowed to me before leaving the room like a loyal servant.***About thirty minutes after he left, I was finished with my bath and had put on the perfec