In the days that followed, Camille vanished, leaving Marcus to face the consequences of his choices. For me, the chaos of betrayal gave way to clarity. I focused on rebuilding trust, love, and joy with Emma and Jacob. Simple evenings of cookies, cartoons, and pillow forts reminded me that family—and my dignity—remained intact. Marcus had gambled everything for something hollow, and in the end, I realized that the true strength and happiness in my life had never depended on him. Sometimes, the end of one chapter is simply the start of a brighter, freer one.