Chapter 08

NORA'S POV

I watched as Sam's face fell when I answered him. He sat on the bed and buried his face in his palms, silent but downcast.

“You don’t have to... We… we can wo…”

“We're divorced Sam,” I said quietly.

That shut him up and he left the room slamming the door. I couldn't stay. I packed the last of my suitcases to the front porch and waited. I had earlier sent all my boxes with the movers and tomorrow, they should be flying to Paris. I was doing this.

I was standing there lost in thoughts when a Bentley stopped in front of me. The driver got down and put my suitcases in the car then we glided smoothly through the streets.

When the car pulled up outside Genevieve’s loft, relief washed over me. Her place wasn’t just a physical escape—it was a bubble of freedom, far away from the heavy, complicated world of the Bennetts.

The doorman opened the door for me with a warm smile. “Welcome, Ms. Nora. Miss Genevieve’s expecting you.”

I gave him a tight smile and grabbed my suitcase, f