Aliya’s POV

What do you call a woman who has been betrayed by everyone she’s ever loved? Whatever the name is, then that is what I was, unfortunately.

I returned back to the house exactly at midnight, and he was gone. The man I thought and hoped I’d spend my entire life with was gone.

As I walked into my bedroom, it felt empty. Although filled with furniture and other stuff, it still felt empty. Somehow, I had hoped he’d disobey me and not leave—but he did, and now I was glad he did. It was for the best.

He lied to me numerous times, played me for a fool,...