I stood in the middle of my living room, cardboard boxes around me, each symbolizing a life I was leaving behind. As I packed, my thoughts wandered to the new chapter with Eric. He wasn’t perfect, but he had healed the pieces of my broken heart left by Tom.
A knock at the door startled me. I opened it, and there he was: Tom, standing like a ghost from my past. His eyes were filled with sorrow as he asked for help. His new life had fallen apart, and now, he needed me for his daughter, Ava.
Though I was hesitant, I agreed to meet him. At the café, Ava’s innocence tugged at my heart, and Tom hinted at rebuilding our life. But then, I discovered he was hiding a motive—an inheritance tied to Ava’s guardianship that required a partner.
Feeling betrayed, I confronted Tom. The truth hit hard: he was using me for money, not a fresh start. Devastated, I called Eric, realizing how much he meant to me. I had to fight for him.
As I rushed to find Eric, there he was, waiting for me in the rain, holding a bouquet of roses. He hadn’t given up on me.
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