Tears blurred my vision as I watched Mabel sweep the ornaments into the trash. My heart felt crushed in a giant fist, squeezing until I couldn't breathe.
Every single piece in that bedroom was something Guy and I had spent hours choosing together. When he'd placed them on the shelves, he'd pulled me close and taken a photo with each one. In those pictures, his eyes had been soft, brimming with love.
Now all that love belonged to Mabel.
The bitterness slowly settled into something cold and still. I wiped my tears, turned, and walked out.
I dialed the first number in my contacts.
"I need you to finalize the divorce proceedings. And start acquiring shares in James Group."
Everything Guy cared about most, I was going to take it all.
That night, I lay on the narrow bed in the servants' quarters, my heart frozen solid, staring at the ceiling until dawn.
When the sky outside the window began to lighten, I forced myself up and pulled on the maid's uniform. I stood before the mirror.
The woman staring back had swollen red eyes and tangled hair, looking no better than a stray dog.
Was this really me?
The door burst open. Bodyguards flooded in and dragged me to Mabel.