This Time, She Walked Away First
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For days, Andrew didn't come home.
Meanwhile, Lena was stuck in bed, too wrecked by pain to move. It took days before she could finally stand again.
The moment she was back on her feet, her phone rang—immigration office. Her permanent residency was approved.
That was it. No more reason to stay.
She packed up the last of her stuff, suitcase in hand, ready to go.
But the second she stepped outside, she crashed straight into Andrew.
Before she could react, his voice cut like ice.