Seattle rain hit different.

Clean.

Sharp.

Honest.

I went straight home.

My home.

Bought before Mark.

Never added his name.

Best decision of my life.

“Change everything,” I told the locksmith.

Locks. Codes. Entry points.

No access.

No exceptions.

Then I packed his life.

Not destroyed it.

That’s messy.

I relocated it.

Storage unit.

One month paid.

After that?

Not my problem.

Then I erased them digitally.

Phones. Subscriptions. Accounts.

Cut off.

Clean.

By sunset, everything was done.

And then—

the alerts started.

Card declined.
Restaurant. Spa. Rental car.

Over.

And over.

And over.

They were finding out.