**10**
Celeste went to the parent–teacher conference. She was dressed to the nines, and Caleb walked behind her, his little back held straight. I left, and no one seemed to care.
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My only real leverage was that marriage certificate with Julian. That person also got me
a divorce agreement.
I signed my part and left it on the living room table. There was also Caleb’s custody transfer agreement. I clearly wrote that I was voluntarily giving up custody of Caleb.
I knew that after I left, Julian would sign the divorce agreement, then grandly marry Celeste, the powerful heiress. Let it be. This life, living up to this point, was exhausting.
**11**
The maid noticed I was gone but didn’t tell Julian. Because he was with Celeste, playing in the water with Caleb. It wasn’t until half a month later that they returned to the
apartment.
The coffee table even had a thin layer of dust. I heard Julian threw a fit, turning Grandview City upside down, but I was beyond caring.
I was already in South Mountain City, where I opened a flower shop.
On the day of the opening, the person who helped me appeared.
It was a strange coincidence; I felt my fate had always been peculiar. In those years working odd jobs with Caleb on my back, I had nowhere to sleep except a sleeping bag I
found in a junkyard.
One day, I found him by the roadside. He said he was a wanderer and, after looking at me, kept sighing about my convoluted fate.
