(Penny’s POV)
I drove home with a calm I had not really experienced in a long while, and you want to know the funny thing? It wasn’t one of those peaceful ones.
This was more like the calm of acceptance, like the serenity that comes after a hard decision made, like the quietude that comes with snapping one’s self back into reality.
The drive back was quite long now that I wasn’t speeding like a woman possessed.
What was the rush anyway?
I had all day.
I finally pulled into the driveway of my house—no—of Fabian’s house a few moments later, and the nostalgia that rammed through me suddenly made it very clear what this truly was.
My last day in this house.
This was it.
The beginning of the end of my marriage to Fabian Tarantino.
I was done, guys, and this time I meant it.
I too
