walking away
I turned and walked away, leaving him—and his wedding—in the past where they belonged. The murmurs swelled behind me as guests stepped aside, parting like the Red Sea, their stunned expressions echoing the gravity of what had just transpired. Each step I took was a deliberate act of release, shedding the weight of old wounds and reclaiming my power. I never looked back; I didn’t need to. This was my closure, my final word. I felt light, unburdened, and wholly free—each stride carrying me forward into a future that was entirely, beautifully my own.
Walking Away
starting a new chapter
As I stepped away, Tom was there waiting to greet me—a symbol of the new chapter unfolding as the old one closed behind me. His reassuring smile was a soothing balm against the emotional storm I’d just escaped. “You did amazing,” he said quietly, his words wrapping around me like a warm embrace. Together, we walked away from the venue, my heart feeling lighter than it had in years. This wasn’t an ending—it was a triumphant new beginning.
Starting A New Chapter
