That night, Serena Jackson stood before the vanity mirror in her spacious bedroom, which now felt increasingly empty.
She stared at her own reflection—composed but confused. Her hair was still perfectly styled, her silk nightgown exquisite, and her face nearly flawless. But beneath all the glamour, her eyes were hollow. Tired. Tormented.
Hunter Jackson, her husband—the man she once proudly called hers—no longer looked at her the way he used to. The warmth of their past love had turned into a cold shadow. Everything changed the moment Evalina Wilson entered their lives.
Serena clutched the resignation letter she had written with her own hand. Though she didn’t work at Hunter’s company, it was a symbolic gesture—her way of resigning from his life. Her hand trembled as she reread the words
