Elora’s POV

Night had fallen when I left the office to go to a home that no longer brought joy and peace. Zane suddenly lost his sweetness when our son started to grow up, not even when Zara came back, if I was being honest. He only grew more distant and aggravated once that bitch came back. The driver drove slowly as I stared out the glass window, taking in the city lights and letting the cold breeze rest on my skin. I couldn’t be the only one who felt like I was in a music video when I ...