Ethlyn gazed at her reflection in the mirror and smiled back at the beautiful lady looking back at her. Her new haircut made her feel refreshed and rejuvenated. Unlike the irregular haircuts she had when she was in a coma, her hair was now neatly styled. Her skin looked fresh and clean.

She gathered her belongings and prepared to leave. No one stopped her, which made her realize that all the payments had already been settled.

"My wife. She is my wife," Calvin's words echoed in her ears, and she couldn't help but smile at the thought. Even though she technically wasn't his wife, explaining to everyone that Ethlyn was...