#Chapter 59 - Back Home

Stella My bedroom inside of Adrian’s home feels different. It is a place that I used to call home, a place where I was able to relax and be myself without having to live up to anybody else’s expectations. Laying in bed, I look around the room. The walls are completely bare, void of any lingering reminders that I used to live in this small area of his home. The empty walls serve as a reminder that I am a guest in his house, not the woman who used to co-exist with him until a loveless marriage. I feel rather unlucky to be back inside these walls. My bedroom feels like a cage that I once escaped out of and have been thrown back into. It feels like a punishment rather than a place for me to rest. Adrian gathered and packed up some of my belongings from my apartment to bring back home. He brought more than I anticipated. It is almost as if he is expecting me to permanently move back in with him, a silent plea for me to reconsider our divorce. We know that it is for the nest, thoug