Shaeema's life shatters when her husband of three years walks into the house she once called home with another woman wrapped in his arms. That woman isn't just anyone-she's his first love and ex-fiancé, the one who vanished weeks before their wedding. The final blow comes when Shaeema learns his ex is pregnant. She knows she can't compete with the woman who has always owned Michael's heart. With cold detachment, he hands her the divorce papers, and with no fight left in her, she signs them. Determined to erase the past, Shaeema leaves the city, carrying more than just heartbreak-she's pregnant, too. But unlike Michael, she has no intention of ever telling him. Five years later, she opens her door and finds her son standing beside the one man she swore to forget-Michael. Now, he wants his wife back. But Shaeema isn't the same woman he abandoned. Will she risk her heart again, or will she make him suffer the way she did?
Chapter 1 Fracture.
Shaeema's world shattered the night Michael walked through the front door, his arm draped around another woman. But not just any woman-Sophia, his first love and ex-fiancée, the one who had disappeared weeks before their wedding. The sight stole the breath from Shaeema's lungs, and no matter how hard she tried to speak, no words came out.
Michael didn't flinch. He stood there as if he had done nothing wrong, his grip on Sophia firm, protective. The moment stretched, a cruel eternity where Shaeema felt the ground slipping from beneath her feet.
"Michael... what is this?" she finally choked out, her voice barely above a whisper.
He sighed, as if already exhausted by the confrontation he had yet to endure. "We need to talk, Shaeema."
Her fingers clenched around the kitchen counter. The warmth of the home they had built together felt foreign now, like a place she no longer belonged.
Sophia tilted her head, pressing closer against Michael's side, her belly now visible as she turned slightly. It was then that realization crashed into Shaeema with the force of a storm.
Sophia was pregnant.
A painful lump formed in her throat, making it hard to swallow. "You told me she left you, Michael. That she ran away. That she didn't want this life with you."
"I thought she had," he admitted, his voice devoid of guilt. "But she came back. And... I still love her. I never stopped."
Shaeema felt as if someone had reached inside her chest and crushed her heart. She had given him everything-her love, her trust, her loyalty. And in return, he had discarded her as if she had never meant anything to him.
"You're divorcing me for her." It wasn't a question; it was a statement. A bitter truth she could already see in his eyes.
Michael didn't deny it. Instead, he pulled a stack of papers from his coat pocket and placed them on the counter between them. "I'm sorry, Shaeema. I never wanted to hurt you, but this is the right thing to do."
The words felt hollow. What was right about abandoning his wife for a woman who had already left him once?
Tears blurred her vision, but she refused to let them fall. She wouldn't beg. She wouldn't ask him to reconsider. If this was what he wanted, then so be it.
But the moment she picked up the pen, her hand trembled violently. A sob escaped her lips before she could stop it, her body betraying the mask of indifference she was trying to hold.
"How could you do this to me?" Her voice cracked as the tears finally spilled down her cheeks. "I was your wife, Michael. I loved you. I gave you everything."
Michael looked away, his jaw tightening. "It's better this way."
"Better for who?" she cried, gripping the divorce papers so tightly they crumpled under her fingers. "For you? For her? What about me? What about what we built together? Did none of it mean anything?"
Her chest heaved with the weight of her emotions. She wanted to scream, to throw something, to make him feel even a fraction of the pain tearing her apart. But the cold detachment in his eyes told her everything-he had already moved on. She was the only one still drowning in the ruins of their marriage.
With a shuddering breath, Shaeema forced herself to stop crying. She straightened her spine, wiped her tears away, and pressed the pen to the paper. Her signature looked foreign, a cruel confirmation that the life she had known was officially over.
Michael exhaled, as if relieved, and with a nod, he turned toward Sophia. "Let's go."
Just like that, he was gone.
The moment the door shut behind them, Shaeema collapsed onto the floor, her sobs breaking free, raw and uncontrollable. Her hands clutched her stomach, her fingers grazing the still-flat surface of her abdomen.
Two weeks. That was how long it had been since she'd seen the positive test result. Two weeks since she had learned she was carrying Michael's child.
But he would never know.
She wouldn't give him that, either.
The next morning, Shaeema packed her bags. There was nothing left for her here. The city that had once held her dreams had become a graveyard of broken promises. She needed to leave-not just for herself, but for the life growing inside her.
With one final glance at the home she had once cherished, Shaeema walked away, determined to never look back.
Chapter 1 Fracture.
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Chapter 2 New journey
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Chapter 3 Stitches OF Strength.
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Chapter 4 What The Heart Won't Say.
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Chapter 5 Stitching Confidence.
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Chapter 6 Glance Of a New Beginning.
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Chapter 7 Unspoken Shifts
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Chapter 8 The Edges Of Secrets.
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Chapter 9 Whispers In The Storm.
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Chapter 10 Watched In Silence.
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Chapter 11 The Truth Unraveled
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Chapter 12 Corned By Truth.
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Chapter 13 No Longer Again.
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