Through The Eyes Of The Lens

The night she met Jacob, the city lights had been a blur of shimmering gold, a breathtaking mosaic of a world she had always wanted to be a part of. He had been a vision of a man, his suit a perfect fit, his smile a warm, comforting presence. He had promised her a life of peace and security, a future where her dreams would finally come true. But now, as she looked at the cold, clinical legal documents of her divorce, she realised that every part of that night had been a lie.
The gold had been fool's gold, the warmth had been a cold, calculated performance, and the promise of a perfect life had been a cruel, vicious deception. She was a woman who had fought for her life and had found herself a prisoner in a reality she had helped create. And now, she was fighting to take it all back.