The next day…
I am staring at the notification on my phone. The screen displays a significant sum of money credited to my account, and I instantly recognize it as the alimony transfer from George.
Mixed emotions wash over me as I contemplate this unexpected development. On one hand, the monetary support offers a sense of security in this new chapter of my life. It provides a cushion that allows me to focus on rebuilding and finding my own path. Yet, on the other hand, accepting this money feels like a reminder of the broken promises and shattered dreams that accompanied my marriage.
With a sigh, I set the phone aside, my heart heavy. Returning the money is not an option I am willing to entertain. As I reflect on my current situation, realization dawns upon me.
I am jobless, without a steady source of income. While I am a qualified fashion designer, my career path has taken a different turn.