Chapter 6. Freya

It is an apartment.

My new home is a spacious, ornate and impressively expensive apartment.

The walls are painted with soothing colors, windows are floor-length, flicker sunlight all day. It has a separate swimming pool area, decorated with greenery and fully grown trees.

And then comes the terrace which is of lounge size and fully furnished. It shows the sea of high-rise buildings and the skyline of the city at night.

I wonder whose choice is this or whose idea was that to get us this beautiful apartment. I at least got something good in the swamp of misfortunes. Though I'm isolated with shame and guilt.

I unlock my phone and read Benjamin's last text for the millionth time, the text I received after my so-called wedding ceremony.

"Happy Marriage. Hope you will live well."

This explains that he has planned to forget about me and move on. My stubborn heart still doesn't want to accept this.

Throwing away the ph