Chapter 58. Slave of Her Past

I couldn’t believe five years had passed already.

I filled my lungs with fresh air after I waved goodbye to Catherine. I made sure she settled into her seat in her classroom before I told her that I had to go back home. I laughed softly when she smiled at me, giving me a thumbs-up. I smiled back at her, reassuring her that everything would be alright.

Kids grow up so fast.

I removed my coat and went straight to my small office, where I usually paint. It had been five years, and this job was the only way I knew to provide for my little daughter. Life for Catherine and me had been good since my artwork was always sold out in every art exhibit I joined. I was happy with our simple, peaceful life. It was what I had always dreamed of. Away from any drama. Away from the complicated life I used to have.

“Always busy.”