ALISA'S POV I pushed the glass door open and stepped into my restaurant. For a moment, I just stood there, looking around like it was the first time. It was quiet, clean, and expensive. Jeff had helped me set it up, and just thinking about that made my chest hurt. “This is mine,” I said softly. But I knew the truth. Everything in my life had his name on it. The restaurant, the apartment, the money. It all came from him, and it made me feel like I was suffocating. “I’m taking it back,” I muttered, dropping my bag onto a table. “Even if I have to start from scratch.”Before I could sit down, my phone rang. I saw the screen and sighed. “Of course,” I muttered, answering it. “Hello, Mom.”“What are you doing?” Her voice was sharp and loud. “Do you want to ruin everything?”I pulled the phone away from my ear. “Good morning to you too.”“Don’t play smart with me, Alisa!” she snapped. “Jeff just called. He said you walked out on him. Have you lost your mind?”I let out a slow breath. “Di
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