Before leaving with Celina, Thor turned to Zoe.

“Zoe… I’ve been thinking. You should take a few days off. Come with us to the United States, stay a month there. A change of scenery might do you good.”

Zoe smiled faintly but shook her head.

“I really appreciate it, Thor. But I can’t. I need to work… more than ever now. Work will help keep my mind busy, and I have to deal with the divorce. I can’t run from any of this. I need to be strong.”

Thor nodded, respecting her decision, though concern lingered in his eyes. Celina hugged Zoe and promised to call every single day. Zoe cried, thanking her friend for everything—every sacrifice she had made.

On the way back to the penthouse, Celina stared out the car window, lost in thought. Thor drove with one hand on the wheel and the other resting gently on her knee — a silent gesture of comfort.

“I keep thinking about them, you know?” she said. “Zoe and Arthur… everything they lived. Their wedding was so beautiful, love, so emotional. I can’t acc