Ella woke up the next morning with the sun streaming through her bedroom window, casting a warm glow across the room. But the light didn’t chase away the shadows in her mind. The confrontation with Ethan lingered like a haunting melody, echoing in her thoughts. She had expected anger, perhaps even a sense of satisfaction, but seeing him again had stirred something in her, something she had tried to bury beneath layers of revenge and resentment.
As she prepared breakfast for Leo and Liam, her twins buzzed around the kitchen, their laughter a sweet distraction.
They were the light in her life, but memories of Ethan’s face, the pain of his betrayal, and the weight of her plans pressed heavily on her heart. She had vowed to take revenge, but now she questioned whether that path would truly
