LAURA'S POVI was wiping down the windows when I heard the oven beep. I immediately abandoned the rag in favor of hurrying to the kitchen and rescuing the lasagna from the oven. The smell of well cooked lasagna filled the house as I pulled out the tray and dropped it on the kitchen counter to cool. It was one of Antonio's favorite meals and I knew he'd be pleased to get back from work to a hot meal and a sparkling house. There was nothing I enjoyed more than taking care of my husband, but if I was being honest, all my efforts these days were for the sole aim of appeasing my husband. Our once joyous union was now filled with so much cruelty and derision. I hated to admit it, but Antonio had changed overnight and I was now remembering all my family's warnings at the beginning and if maybe I should have needed them. I pushed the dark thought out of my mind. I loved Antonio and I knew that we could work through whatever had broken between us. Love could fix anything. It may have sounde

LAURA'S POVThe Uber finally pulled over in front of my parents' house. I stepped out of the vehicle and the driver helped me get my luggage out of the trunk and up to my parents' doorstep. I tipped him for his services and he drove off. I took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell, my heart pounding in my chest. My family had never been in support of my marriage to Antonio and now they were going to tell me they told me so at this outcome. I was embarrassed, but I had nowhere else to go. I didn't have any friends in the city and all the friends I had made during my marriage would surely take my husband... no... ex-husband's side. "Go get the door, Mira." I heard my father call out. A moment later, the door swung open, revealing a very familiar face. I smiled nervously. "Hey, ma."The green eyes I had inherited from her narrowed at me, displeasure etched on her face. "What are you doing here?" I swallowed. "I don't have anywhere else to go. I just need a place to stay for a fe

LAURA’S POVI took the first flight I found out of Chicago. The flight was bound for Las Vegas and luckily, there was one unbooked seat for it. I immediately paid for it with the last of my money. I suddenly regretted not making my own money during my marriage. I wouldn't have been stranded now if I had been smart enough to get a job or something. I had had stars in my eyes and had thought Antonio and I would last forever. He was a wealthy man, the kind of wealth that he could retire today and still have enough money to ensure up to his fourth generation never had to lift their fingers to work. When I'd recently met him, I had been terrified by his obvious wealth. I'd had to get used to just being able to get whatever I wanted. I didn't have wishlists anymore, because as soon as something caught my eye, Antonio had gotten it for me. It was a mistake I'd never make again in my life, allowing myself to become so consumed in a man that I didn't have my own money. That is, if I would ev