He Chose His First Love Again and Again, So I Left
This place used to be dilapidated, damp, and covered in years of dust, but now, every inch of it was coming back to life, just like the old me, who was once trapped in a toxic relationship.
The snow was still falling gently, and the night breeze carried the salty tang of the sea as I wrapped the new scarf tighter around myself. I slipped my phone back into my pocket and spread the documents out on my desk. There was a meeting tomorrow morning, new shipping routes to negotiate, and a blueprint for the old street renovation that needed tweaking.
I had everything now. I had a career, a family who loved me, and a bright future ahead of me. I no longer needed to cower behind someone else’s shadow