The afternoon the divorce agreement took effect, Leo and I moved into our new home.
It wasn't a luxury mansion, but a cozy two-bedroom apartment in the city center. I had paid for it in full with my share of the settlement—Arthur had kept his promise. With half of the savings and a ten percent stake in Vance Tech, my son and I were set up to live comfortably.
"Mom, it's so small here," Leo whispered, standing in the middle of the empty living room while clutching his teddy bear.
I knelt down and patted his head. "But this is a home that belongs just to the two of us. No one else will bother us."
Leo nodded, though he didn't fully understand. "Will Dad ever come here?"
My heart tightened, but I still answered gently, "Dad has his own life now. From now on, Mom will always be here with
