Subsequently, I was in a car accident that took everything from me. The future I had just reclaimed was gone.
During that time, I grieved so intensely that I barely functioned. Xavier, conversely, seemed almost relieved. In retrospect, he likely saw the accident as the perfect cover from the start.
Strangely, I felt a trace of relief as well. Perhaps it was for the best. A life tethered to a man who saw me as a collection of spare parts would have been an intolerable existence.
The Greek landscape was magnificent, and I chose to make it my new home. After securing a long-term lease, I settled into my whitewashed villa. It wasn't large, but it was airy and perfect for a solitary woman.
My life here was quiet yet fulfilling. To bring some life to my home, I adopted a stray dog I found on the beach.
The dog, with its peculiar habit of chasing the waves, was named Kima.