Chapter 31

Roslyn POV

I pack these clothes, packing away the shattered remains of our relationship, the fragments of a love that's been slowly disintegrating over time.

I'm exhausted from trying to hold on, from attempting to revive something that's clearly beyond repair. Alexander's selfishness knows no bounds; he only cares about himself, his reputation, and his business, never once stopping to consider my feelings or needs.

The memories of our once-passionate love now seem like a distant dream, a fleeting illusion that vanished the moment reality set in. Our love turned into a toxic cycle of anger, resentment, and disappointment.

I thought this trip would reignite something, would rekindle the flame that once burned so brightly between us. But it exposed the depth of Alexander's emotional absence, his inability to connect with me.

He expects me to attend that event with him? For his reputation? To smile and pretend everything is fine when our marriage is crumbling?