MASON’S POVI slammed the car door shut and walked into the house, my jaw still tight with anger. She really left me.I felt her absence even more as I stepped into the bedroom. Her little picture frames… her throw pillows and makeup products, the hair clips, and her bathrobe… everything was gone. The emptiness sat on my chest like a weight, crushing me into dust. The room, though lit up, had never looked more dull. It was like she had never lived here. She must have been preparing for this for a long time.I sank into the armchair, staring at her side of the bed. The ghost of her presence clung to the room, mocking me. The silence was unbearable.With a frustrated growl, I grabbed my keys and left. I needed to talk to someone who could make sense of this mess.Chris.***“Florence initiated the divorce? No way,” Chris said, shaking his head in disbelief. “You’re joking.”I ran a hand through my hair, pacing his living room. “It’s done. She made me sign the papers. She’s been dist
Last Updated : 2025-02-20 Read more