The Wife Who Never Loved

fake pregnancy to torture me. I endured it all for our daughter, trapped

x-year-old, telling her that her daddy would ab

her. When he finally appeared, he shielded his mistress from my

still missing, h

s pregnant, do

our daughter was found safe, I looked him dead in the

Hunter. I never lov

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affair and then faked a pregnancy to provoke me, I realized he was sl

ansion. My eyes, weary from a night filled with

ss rippling around her. She looked t

tte dangling from his lips. His gaze, even through the haze of

ip into mine, a gesture she probably thou

I said, my voice flat,

e craved on my face. No jealousy,

ointment crossing her features. She bit her

hut. The engine roared

rom the night seeping into my bones. The silence o

innocent voice chi

-old daughter, stood at the open d

that lady?" she asked, h

p, forcing a smile onto my face.

home, sweetie. You know, l

ghtly around my neck. I carried her back

to a peaceful sleep, Hunter still hadn' t returned

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er' s. A lavish dinner spread in the background. Her caption boasted a

blow. It was a silent declaration

g social media influencer, had been so excited. She had accidentally posted a

fractured. It wasn' t a clean break. It was a jagged tear, blee

s. I had borne Hunter a child, tying me to him forever.

pregnant. And Hunter

sparked in my mind: C