The days after Amelia’s departure felt like an eternity. Each moment seemed to stretch endlessly as she tried to rebuild her life, to put the pieces of herself back together after leaving Harrison. She had found a small, nondescript apartment on the outskirts of the city—far from the glittering skyline that had once defined her world. It was a simple place, modestly furnished, the kind of home that offered anonymity and quiet. But despite its outward calm, Amelia’s mind was anything but peaceful.
She spent her mornings in a haze, staring blankly out the window at the unfamiliar streets below. Her afternoons were filled with long walks, her feet carrying her aimlessly through parks and neighbourhoods, her thoughts always drifting back to the man she had left behind. And at night, when the
