The Billionaire's Soulmate Betrayal

The Billionaire's Soulmate Betrayal

Gavin

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It ended in a tub of cold, red water, inside the luxurious cabin on Puget Sound Julian called our "gilded cage." For a year, he had tortured me, his wife, driven by the belief my family murdered his high school sweetheart, Summer Hayes, so I could have her heart. My final act was an escape. But death brought no peace. Instead, I hovered, a translucent spirit, watching Julian find my body. I waited for shock, for panic. Instead, a slow, cold smile spread across his handsome face. He didn't rush to my side; he laughed. A guttural sound of pure triumph, tears of victory streaming down his face. My death wasn't a tragedy to him; it was the final act of his revenge. From the shadows, I watched as he scattered my ashes to the wind, declaring me "trash," dismissing my last handwritten note about a chocolate cake without a second glance. I died thinking this was his ultimate victory. But as a silent, weightless shadow, something shifted. I felt his thoughts, intrusive and unwanted, turning from his lost love to me. A terrifying doubt began to blossom: What if his entire crusade, his all-consuming hatred, was built on a horrifying lie? What if his Summer hadn't been murdered at all? I, Elara, the woman he swore was a thief, his greatest enemy, became a prisoner even in death, bound to witness the unraveling of the monster I had foolishly loved. He thought he won, but he was about to learn that my passing wasn't the end of his torment. It was just the beginning. And I would be there, a silent witness, to his agonizing, self-inflicted destruction.

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It ended in a tub of cold, red water, inside the luxurious cabin on Puget Sound Julian called our "gilded cage."

For a year, he had tortured me, his wife, driven by the belief my family murdered his high school sweetheart, Summer Hayes, so I could have her heart.

My final act was an escape.

But death brought no peace.

Instead, I hovered, a translucent spirit, watching Julian find my body.

I waited for shock, for panic.

Instead, a slow, cold smile spread across his handsome face.

He didn't rush to my side; he laughed.

A guttural sound of pure triumph, tears of victory streaming down his face.

My death wasn't a tragedy to him; it was the final act of his revenge.

From the shadows, I watched as he scattered my ashes to the wind, declaring me "trash," dismissing my last handwritten note about a chocolate cake without a second glance.

I died thinking this was his ultimate victory.

But as a silent, weightless shadow, something shifted.

I felt his thoughts, intrusive and unwanted, turning from his lost love to me.

A terrifying doubt began to blossom: What if his entire crusade, his all-consuming hatred, was built on a horrifying lie?

What if his Summer hadn't been murdered at all?

I, Elara, the woman he swore was a thief, his greatest enemy, became a prisoner even in death, bound to witness the unraveling of the monster I had foolishly loved.

He thought he won, but he was about to learn that my passing wasn't the end of his torment.

It was just the beginning.

And I would be there, a silent witness, to his agonizing, self-inflicted destruction.

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