Chapter 15 - BENEATH A DIFFERENT KITCHEN LIGHT
Six months later, I stood in my new kitchen, a bright, modern space filled with sunlight and the smell of fresh coffee. Maya was playing on a rug nearby, gurgling happily as she batted at a soft toy.
There were no rhinestones here. No binders. No spare keys for people who didn't deserve them. I sipped my coffee, looked out at the peaceful backyard, and realized I had built the life I had always deserved. I was a mother, I was safe, and for the first time, I was the only Queen of my own kitchen.
