If two people were meant to be, even if they parted for a while, somehow life always found a way to bring them back together.
In the end, Dawn signed the divorce papers. She didn't bother meeting Linda again—she just asked Janice to pass them along for her. Then she packed up her desk and finished the exit paperwork.
When the bodyguard came down after helping carry her things, he asked, "Do you need help with that?"
"No, it's fine," Dawn said quietly.
None of it mattered anymore.
She stood at the building's front door for a few seconds, then turned left toward the trash bin. Without hesitation, she tossed the box in.
"Let's go," she said.
Dreammaker Studios was a place that built dreams.
But her dream was over.
As the car moved along the familiar streets, the city blurred past her window—just fleeting shadows burned into her eyes.
She'd been in Northville for only six months. In that short time, she'd gone through more than most people did in years—love, betrayal, and now, divorce. It all felt unreal, like she'd lived a whole other life and just woken up from it.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
When she arrived back at Seabrook, the car had barely pulled in before Sunny came running, barking excitedly as he chased the wheels.
The moment she opened the door, the golden retriever jumped up and put both paws on her, tail wagging like crazy.
Normally, Dawn would've laughed and knelt to play with him.
But not today.
She didn't have it in her. She gently pushed his paws off. "Sunny, go play somewhere else, okay?"
The dog whimpered softly, sensing her mood, and barked twice in protest.
"Woof! Woof!"
Dawn stopped and looked down at him.
Now that she was divorced ... did that mean Sunny should go back too?
After all, Ethan had raised him. Technically, Sunny wasn't hers.
She crouched down and stroked his head. "That heartless Ethan sent me divorce papers, Sunny. So, who are you staying with? Him or me?"
"Woof!"
She gave a small laugh. You don't even understand.
For a moment, she thought she'd lost her mind—trying to get answers from a dog.
"Sunny ... "
Her voice trailed off. She didn't finish the thought.
After playing with him for a few minutes, she went inside. The house she'd lived in for so long suddenly felt foreign. She stood in the living room, unsure of what to do next.
Before today, she had believed everything happening was temporary. She thought once Ethan figured everything out, once the truth came out, she could leave this place and go back home.
She?
Dawn?
As she stepped out, a woman was walking down the hall toward the office.
The look in her eyes carried a hint of hostility.
It was Roxanne.
Isn't she the one people say is having an affair with the boss?
Out of professionalism, Linda curved her lips into a polite smile. But Roxanne stayed cold, her eyes sweeping Linda up and down in a way that made her skin crawl.
Linda didn't say a word and walked right past her.
The moment she was out of sight, she couldn't hold it in anymore and muttered a string of curses under her breath.
Inside, Roxanne rapped her knuckles twice against the door before stepping in, all smiles. "Ethan," she said sweetly, "I heard your ex-wife finally signed the divorce papers. How about we go somewhere nice tonight and celebrate?"
Ethan looked up. His gaze was sharp and freezing. "You seem very well-informed."
"Of course," Roxanne said with a laugh. "I'm your girlfriend now. I should know everything about you."
"I don't recall saying that."
He pushed her hand away, his tone cutting. "And you're getting far too comfortable in my office. Get out."
Roxanne didn't move. She leaned forward, one hand on the desk, her eyes tracing his face.
The sharp jawline, the sculpted features, and those dark eyes—deep and endless, like a black hole pulling her in. Not to mention his undeniably sexy physique.

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