Happily Ever After, Without You

Five years ago, I drove away from Boston, vowing never to look back at the city that had shattered my world.

I had meticulously rebuilt my life in Portland, nurturing a freelance design business, a loving marriage with my supportive husband, David, and a joyful life with our son, Leo.

But a mandatory design conference now pulled me back, forcing me to confront the ghosts of a past I had believed were long buried.

The first ghost appeared in the form of Jessica Bellwether, a former sorority sister, whose familiar laugh cut through the convention center's buzz.