Divorced By Mistake: My Ex-wife Becomes a CEO
Without a word, he reaches for my hand, pulling me close.
“You okay?” he asks, his voice low.
“Yeah,” I say, smiling as I slip my hand into his. “I’m perfect.”
We turn to face the ocean together, Collin tugging gently on my other hand. The waves roll in, steady and rhythmic, the sound blending with the soft hum of voices behind us. Our friends and family surround us, their laughter and chatter filling the air. It feels like the beginning of something — not just a new chapter, but a whole new book.