Evelyn's POV
I couldn’t have been inside for more than a few minutes, but the moment I stepped out, the night air hit me hard enough to make me shiver; I instinctively pulled my coat tighter around me as the quiet of the street settled in, deeper than it had any right to be, the sky above stretching out in a vast, silent black that made the loneliness hit all at once.
Maybe the biggest illusion people have about marriage is believing that once you’re married, you’ll stay together forever—that the person you chose will keep loving you, no matter what.
But in the end, no one can promise what tomorrow will look like.
The version of me from a few years ago—the one who said yes to that proposal with a full heart—could she have ever imagined this?
The thoughts came in waves, heavy and relen
