Man Leaves Sick Wife For Mistress, But Her Revenge Surprises Everyone
Months later, Clara’s apartment smelled of paint and lemon tea. Sunlight stretched across the floor where her new canvases waited. Her hair was growing back. Her laughter was different now — quieter, but sure.
Then came a knock.
When she opened the door, Evan stood there.
He looked smaller, worn down, his smile fragile. “Hey,” he said. “You look good.”
He stepped inside without asking, eyes scanning the paintings on her walls — bold, defiant strokes of gold and crimson. “You’ve done well,” he murmured. “How did you manage all this?”
She looked at him calmly. “You mean how did I survive after you left?”
He flinched. “That’s not fair.”
“It’s true,” she said. “You stopped showing up when I needed you most.”
He sighed. “I made mistakes. I was scared. But I’m here now. We can start over.”
She watched him — the same man who once said he couldn’t sit and watch her fade.
