I stared in the mirror and saw someone on the verge of change in its reflection. I inhaled and exhaled, the air musky with the scent I’d grown accustomed to for so many years.
This would be the last time I used this massive room, which was adorned with my bath products and traces of Logan’s aftershave, too, when we still slept together in the same room.
With the last courage I’ve mustered, I stepped out of the bathroom in my robe. The dress I’ve worked so hard cutting and sewing for the last hour laid on the bed. It must have been Violet sabotaging me — fortunately for her, it would be the last time she had to do that now that I was soon off her sight.
I was about to head over to the bed when three consecutive knocks were heard first before I was to do so. I instantly covered the dress
