Semua Bab After Divorce: Ex-wife Never Turns Back: Bab 381 - Bab 390

Louis’ POVThe day after the party unfolded like a long sigh, slow and heavy, sunlight creeping in through the sheer curtains as though it too was hungover from the excess of the night before. The house was quiet, blessedly quiet, save for the soft gurgles and squeals of Oscar. Even the city beyond

Maya’s POVMonday arrived like a stone in my stomach. I woke early, the house heavy with silence, Louis moving around as though he were preparing for trial. In a way, he was. The truth had come out yesterday, a truth that sliced at me until I bled inside, but I had refused to let rage tear our marri

Maya’s POVThe house was still, Oscar napping in his crib, the faint hum of the monitor steady in the background. Louis was upstairs, showering longer than usual, as though he could wash away the weight of the party, the therapist’s words, and my fury. I sat alone in the living room with my phone in

Damian’s POVThe office was suffocating. The steady tick of the clock mocked me, the hum of the air conditioning droned like an unwelcome chorus, and the papers stacked on my desk stared back at me as though daring me to care about quarterly projections and product launches. But I couldn’t care. Not

Emily’s POVThe kitchen smelled of garlic and rosemary, the last plates from the lunch rush stacked in neat piles, the steam from the dish pit curling like clouds above the sinks. I wiped my brow with the back of my hand, exhausted but satisfied. The restaurant was my temple, and even after the whir