After being pulled from the river, Nicole took the documents prepared for her and boarded a plane bound for a new country.
The roar of the engines filled her ears as she glanced down at the receding ground below. Taking a deep breath, she felt a sense of finality.
was all over. She was ready to embrace her new life.
When the plane landed, someone was already waiting to take her to a small café.
From the moment she discovered Tristan’s betrayal, Nicole had been preparing for this. Using the money Tristan had given her, she had purchased the café to start anew.
Her new chapter had begun. Tristan was now a thing of the past.
Meanwhile, Tristan had finally returned home.
Since the previous night, when Nicole called him, an unshakable unease had settled in his chest.
A persistent sense of dread gnawed at him. So, when Lisa left the house that evening, he rushed home immediately.
On the way, he stopped to buy a bouquet of white roses, which were Nicole’s favorite.
As he pushed open the door, silence greeted him.
He hesitated before calling out, “Nicky, I’m home.”
The eerie stillness unsettled him, leaving him feeling vaguely uneasy.
