The settlement was ten thousand dollars. Not enough to start over, barely enough to survive. When Mark tossed the check toward me, it landed like an insult.
Then they were gone—walking out arm in arm, whispering, laughing, free of me. Their perfume and arrogance lingered long after the door closed. I sat still, staring at the ink drying beside my name. That was the moment I thought my story had ended.
The Phone Call That Changed Everything
My phone buzzed, jolting me from my daze. An unknown number flashed across the screen. I almost ignored it—what good news ever comes from a strange number?
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