Theo’s POVThe kitchen felt smaller with Amanda standing in it, her presence like a dark cloud in my carefully curated sanctuary. The faint hum of the cartoon playing in the living room, where Milla and Ben were sprawled on the couch, was a comforting reminder of why I was here, why I’d fought to build this new life. My arms were crossed, my jaw tight, as I watched Amanda’s eyes sweep over the apartment again—clean, modest, but undeniably mine. The surprise on her face was almost satisfying, a crack in the smug facade she’d worn for so long.“Not bad, Theo,” she said, her voice clipped but laced with a grudging admiration. “I’ll admit, I didn’t expect you to land on your feet like this. Looks like you’re doing alright without me.”I let out a bitter laugh, my eyes narrowing. “What, you finally see I’m not the useless loser you thought I was?” I said, my voice low but sharp, the years of her insults burning in my chest. “All this time, you treated me like I was nothing, Amanda. But he
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