Mira's POV
My eyes fluttered open to see the morning sun glinting through the large window. It took a moment for me to understand that I wasn't in my matrimonial bedroom, instead I was in the guest room… after my fight with Luke.
I sighed softly as I rose up from the bed, it was then I noticed a depression in the foam that wasn't made by my body. My mind instantly flashed back to that warm feeling, the pain and the soothing words that seemed to clash all through the night before I finally slept off after my nightmare.
I felt a conflicting sense of emotion as I sat on the bed.
“You already made your choice Mira.”
“Sleep, I am here”
The first words were the death knell for our marriage even after I made Grandma out a foot down on the divorce. Even after I thought I had irrevocably made
