“I know what that feels like.”
That’s when I realized this wasn’t just my story.
Six months later, the divorce was finalized. I kept everything my parents had left me—the house, the rental property, and the savings worth over 25 million dollars. I changed the locks, repainted the dining room, and bought a new vase for yellow roses.
The first Sunday after everything was settled, I placed those roses on the table where Adrian had tried to break me.
