Zoe ran all the way back to the place she rented. Mia was standing there with an umbrella, waiting for her. Zoe slowed down and asked, “What are you doing here, Mia?”

They went back home together and Mia gave her a clean towel to dry her hair, “I’m worried about you. It’s raining so heavily. Why didn’t you hail a cab?”

Zoe said lightly, “It’s hard to get one when it’s raining.”

Mia urged her to take a bath. She gave Zoe a bowl of hot chicken soup afterward. She hesitated a little before asking, “Any updates about the divorce?”

Zoe froze for a second before continuing to drink the soup and said lightly, “He wouldn’t agree to the divorce! I can’t seem to find a lawyer who’s willing to take my case too, but I’ve filed for separation. It’ll last two years. It doesn’t matter about what he thinks, I will divorce him.”

Mia left it at that. She looked at Zoe’s wounds, treated them, and felt a lump in her throat.

Zoe had been the best student in a music academy back in the day. Many