Lucy once believed her life was whole—she had a family, stability, and love. But everything unraveled after her divorce. Her ex-husband, James, twisted the truth, convincing their son, Harry, that she had walked away. Now, Harry won’t take her calls or hear her side. The silence hurts more than words ever could.
She drifted through her days, numb and alone, clinging to routine. While cleaning her employer Miss Kinsley’s pristine home one afternoon, Lucy paused at a family photo—smiles frozen in time, a reminder of all she no longer had. Tears welled, but she quickly composed herself.
Miss Kinsley entered and gently acknowledged what she’d sensed for a while. “Lucy, I see how hard you’re trying. But I need someone who can bring light into this house.”
With grace, Lucy was let go—not with scorn, but with kindness. Still, it felt like one more piece of her life slipping through her fingers.
