Every single detail.

Write it so that if you ever start remembering only the good days, you can read it and remember why you left.”

I picked up the pen and began writing.

I documented the restaurant, the bill, the wine, the threat, and the hidden contract.

By sunrise, I had filled seven pages, and my mind felt clearer than it had in years.

On Monday, Tessa met me outside my office before the staff arrived.