Ken’s POV
I couldn't stop thinking about Liora after I put my phone down.
For months, I had imagined her life after the divorce in a way that now seemed embarrassingly simple. I had pictured her alone in a new city, trying to figure out what came next, probably struggling with the decision to leave and wondering whether she had made the right choice. I had assumed that starting over would be difficult for her, and perhaps some part of me had believed that she would eventually realize how much she had lost when she walked away from our marriage.
But the more I learned, the more that picture began to fall apart.
She wasn't sitting somewhere in New York regretting her decision.
She was working.
She had her own place.
She had made friends.
She had a life that seemed to have continued m
