When Betrayal Kills Twice

Name: When Betrayal Kills Twice
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The roaring motorcycles ripped through Montana's quiet air, a sound I knew too well from a life already lived. I stood on my porch, one hand on my pregnant belly, knowing this wasn't just a day; it was the past crashing into the present, threatening a tragedy I thought I' d escaped. In my first life, Caleb, my husband, had killed me after his "true love" Amber died. This time, when the mayor begged me to fetch him, I simply refused, protecting my unborn child. But Caleb, blinded by obsession, had already spun a wicked lie. He told Sheriff Brody I was having a jealous breakdown and had contacted the bikers myself. Brody, Caleb' s loyal friend, believed him. He handcuffed me, mistaking my pleas for insane ramblings. Then, in his misplaced fury, he shoved me down. I fell, a searing pain tearing through my abdomen. On the dusty ground, I watched a dark stain spread, my baby gone. Blamed for the town's massacre, for the deaths of innocents, accused of turning traitor by the very man who' d condemned me once before – how could my second chance be so much worse? But just as despair threatened to consume me, sirens pierced the chaos. State troopers arrived, armed with a confession: the true traitor wasn't me, but Caleb' s beloved Amber, the biker gang' s mole. With my innocence revealed, a new, brutal fight for justice had just begun.

Betrayal Revenge Pregnancy Divorce Rebirth/Reborn

Chapter 10

06-21 19:23

Introduction

The roaring motorcycles ripped through Montana's quiet air, a sound I knew too well from a life already lived.

I stood on my porch, one hand on my pregnant belly, knowing this wasn't just a day; it was the past crashing into the present, threatening a tragedy I thought I' d escaped.

In my first life, Caleb, my husband, had killed me after his "true love" Amber died.

This time, when the mayor begged me to fetch him, I simply refused, protecting my unborn child.

But Caleb, blinded by obsession, had already spun a wicked lie.

He told Sheriff Brody I was having a jealous breakdown and had contacted the bikers myself.

Brody, Caleb' s loyal friend, believed him.

He handcuffed me, mistaking my pleas for insane ramblings.

Then, in his misplaced fury, he shoved me down.

I fell, a searing pain tearing through my abdomen.

On the dusty ground, I watched a dark stain spread, my baby gone.

Blamed for the town's massacre, for the deaths of innocents, accused of turning traitor by the very man who' d condemned me once before – how could my second chance be so much worse?

But just as despair threatened to consume me, sirens pierced the chaos.

State troopers arrived, armed with a confession: the true traitor wasn't me, but Caleb' s beloved Amber, the biker gang' s mole.

With my innocence revealed, a new, brutal fight for justice had just begun.