Months later, a colleague asked Paige if she regretted coming home early that day.
Paige considered the question. “No,” she answered. “Inconvenience sometimes reveals the truth. I would rather know reality than live in comfort built on lies.”
Outside, the city lights glowed against the windows. Paige felt no need for revenge, no desire for explanation. She had her home, her career, and a quiet strength earned the hard way.
Some doors open to love. Others open to awakening. Paige had walked through both, and she had walked out whole.
