She acted as if I had walked into their home barefoot and starving, rather than a woman who had worked for every inch of her life.

I looked at Tyler one last time, hoping to see a spark of the man I thought I knew.

“When you asked me to marry you, you promised to protect me, so tell me just one time you actually did.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out, and he eventually looked back down at his plate.

“Tomorrow, Tyler. Ten o’clock sharp.”

As I walked toward the front door, the screams of Cordelia echoed through the hallway.

“Let’s see how long she lasts without the Harrison name to protect her!”

“She has no idea who she’s messing with, and she’ll be back on her knees within a week!”

I didn’t look back, and once I was outside, the crisp air of the Connecticut suburbs felt like the first breath of freedom I’d had in years.

I pulled out my phone to turn off the notifications, but a priority alert stopped me in my tracks.

“CEO Jordan Miller, the Nasdaq has confirmed the opening for tomorrow morning, and everything is set for the launch.”

I stood still for a moment, staring at the screen while the weight of my secret life finally began to merge with my reality.