Andrea
She slid her laptop and the charging cord into her messenger bag. They were the last things she had to pack before the long drive ahead of her. When she called the leasing office, Andrea was grateful to hear that they still hadn’t filled her old apartment back in Raleigh. With her bag over one shoulder, she walked out of her office to refill her water bottle and looked around the kitchen for the last time.
Jeremy and Andrea had only lived there for just over a month, but she had expected to feel more knowing she would never come back. She felt more excitement at the prospect of returning to her old apartment than sadness at the end of her marriage. Andrea chalked it up to the fact that they had barely known each other when they decided to get married. Coupled with the fact that th
