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His Betrayal, Her Shattered Symphony

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 609    |    Released on: 18/12/2025

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en under the bright fluorescent lights of the coffee shop. I knew Julian.

a latte every day, always watching me. Then a black SUV parked across t

tley pulled up to the curb, its tinted windows gleaming. Julian' s car. I

Resources were endless for him. If he wanted to find a

-a swarm of them, emerging from nowhere. They surrounded the Bentley, a ravenous cro

e in this quiet town, my refuge, was crumbling. The contrast between my past and present struck m

her frail hands trembling. She was old, with a kind heart and a severe cough that alw

lt. I had brought this to her doorste

stark contrast to the damp Oregon air. His eyes, though, were what held me. They scanned the

crophones thrust into his face, cut through the clamor. It sounded

s wide with fear. "Annie Farley?

t tight. "I don't know, M

nt, holding a sign that read "Justice for Kaylene," scream

hinks she can just disappear after ruining lives

grandfather. They dragged him i

directly on the coffee shop' s front door. He wasn't yelling

His lips barely moved, but the words were clear, even through the gl

desperate to escape. He wasn't asking. He was demanding. And I knew, with a cert

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His Betrayal, Her Shattered Symphony
His Betrayal, Her Shattered Symphony
“I was a Grammy-winning musician, engaged to the love of my life, tech mogul Julian Watson. But on the night of my greatest triumph, he framed me for plagiarism to protect his secret lover, the pop starlet Kaylene Avila. He leaked my private journals, and the world turned on me. An enraged fan, fueled by his lies, attacked me, leaving a scar across my face and destroying my vocal cords forever. My grandfather died from the shock. I ran, changing my name and hiding for five years as a barista. But Julian found me. He threatened the kind old woman who'd given me a job and even my grandfather's grave. His price for their safety? I had to become Kaylene's ghostwriter. Trapped in a luxury apartment, I was a tool for their ambition. Kaylene, wearing a bracelet Julian once gave me, smirked as she handed me her terrible lyrics. "Don't worry, Annie," she purred. "Your voice might be gone, but your words can still be mine." But my usefulness ran out. Kaylene arranged for me to be beaten and left for dead. As I faded into darkness, I heard her final, chilling order to "make sure she's permanently out of the picture." What she didn't know was that my estranged sister, a federal prosecutor, had just found me. And she was about to fake my death.”
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