After ending the call, Honey stood in the quiet penthouse for a moment, taking in her new temporary home. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of Central Park. The space was elegant, modern.

This was freedom. Real freedom. But it wasn't her place or her home. She still might sell her apartment.

Her life was about to change; Riley was getting served divorce papers. But the one thing that would stay the same was her job.

Her work phone buzzed… Marjorie, wondering when she'd ...