Sophie's POVIan didn't manage to catch up with me. He missed me by just a few seconds. I'd just gotten into the cab when he rushed out the door.He chased after the car for a long time, only stopping when he had completely run out of strength. Then, he kept calling me.I didn't pick up.Yesterday, we'd gone to the courthouse to ensure the divorce was formalized. I told him that after we held the wedding today, we would go to City Hall to register our marriage. It would be a double celebration.He foolishly believed me.I didn't feel any joy in tricking him. All I felt was a bottomless, aching emptiness.I'd heard Patricia's encouragement when I was lying on the operating table, ready to die. During our sessions, she'd already seen how dependent I was on Ian. She'd tried, gently, to warn me, but I'd refused to listen. It wasn't until I was flat on that operating table, hearing her say the same words again, that my mindset finally shifted.In that moment, what pushed me to live
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