Chapter 20 - The First Day of the Rest of My Life
I stepped back inside the house, pulled the heavy glass door shut, and turned the lock with a solid, definitive *click*.
Walking down the dimly lit hallway toward the master bedroom, I didn't glance once at the empty guest rooms or the pristine, untouched spaces that had once belonged to a marriage built entirely on deception. Those rooms were empty now not because I was lonely, but because I had finally cleared out the dead weight.
I walked into the master suite, stripped off my charcoal suit jacket, and tossed it over the back of an armchair. I loosened my tie, pulled it free from my collar, and dropped it into the wastebasket.
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Standing before the large, frameless mirror above the mahogany dresser, I looked at the man staring back. The shadows under my eyes were gone. The invisible, crushing weight I had dragged behind me through every boardroom meeting, anniversary dinner, and sleepless night of quiet investigation had completely vanished.
I took one final, deep breath of the cool, silent air filling my home, smiled quietly to myself in the dark, and turned off the last remaining light to begin the first day of the rest of my life.
