Even though it was late at night, Chloe couldn't close her eyes. She left the balcony partially open, ignoring the chilly night breeze that entered and made her feel cold. Wrapped in a wool blanket draped over her shoulders, Chloe had no intention of moving from there. She held her phone in her hand, which she had been using all this time. Peni had asked for permission to leave her room about three hours ago. Peni needed rest, after all. Chloe intended to rest as well, but her mind was filled with her words and conversations with Agatha earlier. She couldn't forget or dismiss them because they had truly drained her emotions.
"I can't, Mom," Chloe said firmly. "My divorce has to happen. I'm tired of giving Leonel chances. Haven't I been asking myself what I did wrong for the past five year
