Chapter 13 - Sarah Rejects Her Ex Husbands Hollow Apologies
Sarah looked down at the man who had watched his mother humiliate her without ever lifting a finger in defense.
“You don't love me, Ethan; you just love the fact that you no longer have to work for a living,” Sarah stated plainly.
She stepped backward into the foyer, letting the heavy oak door begin to close between them in the winter air.
“Please, Sarah! Don't do this! I have nowhere else to go!” Ethan screamed, banging his fists against the thick wood.
“Try calling your mother’s high-society friends... oh wait, they blocked your number too, didn't they?” Sarah replied through the gap.
With a firm, decisive push, she latched the heavy deadbolt lock into place, shutting out her past life for good.
Ethan’s muffled cries echoed faintly from the porch before fading into the sound of the whistling winter wind.
Sarah turned around, walking back into the warm, glowing dining room where the broken ceramic had long been swept away.
She poured herself a cup of hot herbal tea, sitting comfortably at the head of the polished mahogany table.
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The house belonged to her now, and she would never allow anyone to make her feel small within its walls again.
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