Chapter 8

After leaving the Reyes estate, I returned home one last time.

The house felt different now – every treasured memory tainted by betrayal. The family photos on the walls, Mila’s drawings on the fridge, even Callum’s coffee mug on the counter they all seemed to belong to another woman’s life now.

I packed methodically: two outfits, important documents, my mother’s necklace. Everything else would stay behind. Seven years of memories, seven years of what I thought was love all abandoned like outdated furniture.

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The ticket to Chicago felt like a lifeline in my wallet. A fresh start in a city where nobody knew me as Callum Reyes‘ wife or Mila’s mother.

taxi, my phone lit up with Callum’s call. They were probably still at the hospital, Sophie’s minor scratches being treated like life–threatening wounds while my daughter played

Chapter 8

the Reyes estate, I returned home

The family photos on the walls, Mila’s drawings on the fridge,

documents, my mother’s necklace. Everything else would stay behind. Seven years of memories, seven years

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fresh start in a city where nobody knew me as Callum

with Callum’s call. They were probably still at the hospital, Sophie’s minor scratches being treated like life–threatening

his excuses or Mila’s rehearsed defense of her “Aunt Sophie.” I

security felt like crossing a threshold. Each step forward was a step away from the elaborate lie my life had become. On the plane, I took the window seat – something Mila

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