That morning, Green Garden no longer felt like a home. The magnificent mansion, typically a symbol of luxury and privacy, had transformed into a monument of suffocating silence. Scarlett went nowhere. She could only lock herself inside the vast master suite, sitting on the edge of the bed with a heart shattered into a thousand jagged pieces.
From behind the massive, tightly drawn windows, she watched Julian's black car glide smoothly out of the driveway. Julian left with his usual whirlwind of authority, the global Superstar adored by millions and the formidable CEO of JTC. His schedule was relentless: luxury brand shoots, board meetings, and the final preparations for the mega-project Eternal Flame. Meanwhile, Scarlett was left behind, isolated from the world she had fought so hard to build.
"To be honest... my life has never truly been happy," Scarlett whispered to her reflection in the mirror.
