*Grace*

The door to my modest apartment clicked shut behind me, the echo of its finality resonating in my chest. I stood there, still clutching my suitcase, feeling a profound sense of sadness and disconnection. The stark contrast between the humble confines of my home and the opulent estate I had just left behind served as a painful reminder of the differences that separated me from David.

I dropped my suitcase to the floor and leaned against the door, unable to hold ...