She could not say exactly how or when he’d been erased.

All she knew was that he’d vanished from her heart without a trace. She could no longer remember ever loving him or even feeling close to him.

If she felt anything about Ahmet, it was rage.

Rage that he had come into her life. Rage that they had met.

For now he stood in her way. Simply because he existed and was her husband.

In her mind, he was no longer a husband, but an impediment, a chain…

As she distanced herself from him, cutting the bonds of intimacy one by one, she was merciless, utterly merciless. Not once did she suffer a pang of conscience.