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Weeks later, I signed the annulment papers with a steady hand. The relief that followed was quiet but profound, like finally setting down a weight I had been carrying without realizing it. I did not feel weak for leaving. I felt alive.
When people asked what happened, I told them the truth without drama.
“I chose safety over tradition.”
And that choice saved my life in ways no wedding ever could.
THE END
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