Francesca’s POV
My heart had been at peace the whole night, only to break into a million pieces, yet again, once the morning came. It was so much easier when I felt like I hated him, even knowing perfectly well that hating him didn’t mean I didn’t love him. It was just… easier. Like it was a mask that hid my love for the man that had ultimately broken me beyond repair.
At least I wasn’t feeling sick today. I felt much better after the peaceful night I had, the first restful sleep I’ve had since signing those divorce papers. I absolutely needed this today. I had to bring my A-game to that meeting, and feeling as sick as I had yesterday, certainly wasn’t going to help my case.
I met with my uncle at the breakfast bar after taking a long warm shower, hoping it was enough to ease my tight m
