Today wasn’t just the official launch of the platform. It was supposed to be the day I reclaimed something. My name. My effort.
I turned away from the mirror, reaching for my bag—
And that’s when I saw it. An envelope. Placed neatly on the bed.
My steps slowed as I approached it, a strange heaviness settling in my chest.
I already knew what it was. Still, I picked it up. Opened it. Inside were the papers. The divorce documents. And the formal notice of my resignation as Luna of the Foreshadow Pack.
My fingers traced the edge of the paper, the weight of it grounding me.
This was it. No turning back. No more hesitation.
I slid the documents back into the envelope and placed it carefully inside my bag.
Then I straightened.
“It ends today,” I murmured.
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The company building stood tall and imposing, its glass exterior reflecting the morning light.
For a moment, I paused at the entrance.
Memories flickered through my mind.
Late nights. Endless discussions. Ideas scribbled across papers. This place… wasn’t just his. It was mine too.
Or at least—It was supposed to be.