DAISY

The aftermath of the press conference felt like a strange blur. Within just twenty-four hours, the media completely changed their narrative. Articles praising the strong bond between Brian and me started replacing the hateful gossip pieces. The public opinion was finally shifting, but the constant exhaustion in my chest still did not go away.

I sat by the large glass window in our bedroom, staring out at the manicured gardens of the Harlen villa. The room was silent, too silent, and my mind kept wandering back to how much my life had changed. I was no longer a working woman; I was just a wife tucked away in a...