Days passed, and the world outside my hospital room seemed like an alternate reality I no longer belonged to. The truth about Daniel loomed larger in my mind. I began to wonder if our marriage had always been this hollow, or if I had just been too blind to see it. My thoughts spiraled as I contemplated the enormity of my impending freedom—financially and emotionally.
And then, he came back, but not alone. The woman at his side was young, with the kind of polished beauty that came from regular spa days and an easy life. Daniel introduced her as his wife, Sofia. My heart dropped, not because of Daniel’s betrayal, but because of the familiarity in Sofia’s eyes.
