The next morning, I was gone.I hadn't allowed myself to stay in Gavin's house any longer than necessary after signing those divorce papers. The moment I handed him the signed documents, I knew there was nothing left for me inside that mansion—not a single memory worth saving, not a single reason to remain.That house had taken enough from me. So when morning came, I packed the last of my belongings into my duffel bag and waited.Kym arrived shortly after sunrise. The familiar sound of her car pulling up outside the estate made my heart pound, but this time, it wasn't fear tightening around my chest.It was anticipation. Freedom was waiting for me right outside those gates.I dragged my duffel bag downstairs, my footsteps echoing through the enormous hallway that had once felt like a prison. For a brief moment, I stopped near the front door and looked around.The expensive furniture.The cold marble floors.The walls that had witnessed every tear Gavin had forced me to shed.For years
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