NovelApex+ Chapter 8
« After leaving the Reyes estate, | returned hone last time.
« The house felt different now every treasured memory tainted by betrayal. The family photos on the walls,
Mila’s drawings on the fridge, even Callum’s coffee mug on the counter-they all seemed to belong to another
woman's life now.
« | packed methodically: two outfits, important documents, my mother’s necklace. Everything else would stay
behind. Seven years of memories, seven years of what | thought was love all abandoned
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« like outdated furniture.
« The ticket to Chicago felt like a lifeline in my wallet. A fresh start in a city where nobody knewas Callum
Reyes’ wife or Mila’s mother.
* As | wheeled my small suitcase toward the waiting taxi, my phone lit up with Callum’s call They were
probably still at the hospital, Sophie's minor scratches being treated like life-threatening wounds while my
daughter played the devoted nurse.
« | didn’t want to hear his excuses or Mila’s rehearsed defense of her “Aunt Sophie.” | switched off the
= phone.
= Moving through airport security felt like crossing a threshold. Each step forward was a step away from the
elaborate lie my life had become. On the plane, | took the window seat-something Mila always claimed for
herself on our family trips.
« As we took off, | watched Los Angeles shrink beneath me. The pressure in my chest began to ease, like a
physical weight lifting. The bitter taste of betrayal, the ache of my daughter's rejection, the humiliation of
being the last to know - all of it began to feel more distant with each passing mile.
« | knew then, with absolute certainty, that | could build a good life on my own. Sometimes the bravest thing
isn’t fighting for a broken marriage - it’s knowing when to walk away.
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