Chapter 18 - The HouseThe marital house was sold.

Emily walked through it one final time.
The kitchen remained.
The counter remained.
But the fear no longer owned the room.
She realized the kitchen hadn't destroyed her marriage.
It had exposed it.
She touched the counter.
“Goodbye.”
Then she locked the door.
Her new townhouse waited.
Noah hugged her when she returned.
“I like our place better.”
“Why?”
“My room is closer to yours.”
He counted more reasons.
Then smiled.
“And nobody has a secret phone.”
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Emily laughed through her tears.
That was enough.
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