Meryl's POV
My hands trembled as I stepped out of the taxi, my mind still reeling from the events of the day. Nothing could have prepared me for the devastating scene that awaited me at home.
My legs buckled beneath me. My jaw dropped in disbelief.
This couldn't be happening.
Every single possession I owned was scattered across the sidewalk like garbage. Suitcases, clothing, shoes, and Gavin's tiny belongings including his beloved dinosaur nightlight were dumped outside as if our entire existence had been erased and discarded.
I stumbled toward the entrance, my pulse hammering against my ribs. "What is this madness?" I breathed, my voice barely audible.
The door swung open before I could reach for it. A stranger emerged, a woman with an annoyed expression etched across her features.
"May I assist you?" the woman inquired curtly.
I gaped at her, bewilderment and rage coursing through my veins. "What are you doing in my home?"
