smug and unapologetic. But what broke me wasn’t his betrayal—it was Lily, our daughter, whispering, “Do you want me to marry someone like Daddy?”That was my answer. The next morning, I filed for divorce.When Jason saw the papers,
he laughed. “You think this house is yours?”I just smiled. “It is now.”He left, slamming doors on his way out. And when the silence finally settled, I realized… it wasn’t just quiet. It was peace.