Chapter 524

"Isn't that Evelyn? I heard she just got out of prison," one of the passersby whispered.

"Tsk, she's probably done for in the community now," another replied.

"Someone like her should've left the fashion industry ages ago," a third chimed in. "And she's still acting like a queen?"

I ignored their sneers, and stumbled all the way home.

It had been two years. Would there still be any warmth left in the house? Had Zachary grown taller? Did he cry himself to sleep at night, missing his mother's embrace?

And Ethan-was he busy at work? Was he still pulling all-nighters, skipping meals?

The more I thought about it, the heavier my heart became. Tears streamed down my face, and my legs felt like they might give out. I nearly collapsed under the weight of it all.

Finally, I reached the door to our home. My hands trembled as I punched in the familiar code. The door clicked open. The house was dark. It was silent and lifeless.

Are you here?" My voice wavered, echoing through the

floor, utterly drained. Tears spilled freely, a torrent that

family, the ones who consumed my every thought-were gone, with no

this was what I got in return. Why did fate have to be so

you. Ethan, where are you? I miss you so much..." The sorrow overwhelmed me, pulling me under

there before I managed to get up and stumbled toward the bathroom. When I caught sight of myself in the mirror, I saw a woman who was gaunt and broken. A bitter, mocking smile tugged at

couldn't even hold on to my own family. My pride

on the shower. As the hot water cascaded down

with my tears, hoping the water could wash away the stain of the past two years the humiliation, the despair, the suffocating prison walls,

erase the filth of my memories. I wanted all

time. Back to being the fearless, relentless person I once was. The woman who wouldn't let anyone trample her ever again. Tears streamed down

let out a raw,

I was pouring

the echoing

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