Betrayed by love, redeemed by revenge

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nly sound in the sterile hospital room. My body ached, but the sharpest pain wasn't phys

There he was-Ethan Montgomery, my fiancé of seven years. His arms were wrapped t

ly moment to treasure for

y. Or at least, the people who

im in the last hour. And each time I try his line, I'd been met with the same mechanical vo

ay, listening to the line ring. Once. Tw

k was piling up and he couldn't afford to take a day off. But only to find him smiling like he

ueaking softly against the linoleum floor. "How are we fe

k smile. "I'm

ew settings on the monitor, and then gave me a nod. "You'r

t shaky, but I ignored it, grabbing my bag and heading for the exit. Then the

al, as the silence pressed in on me from all sides. Ethan

his suit jacket being draped over the back of the couch, carelessly tossed

d whispered. But another voice, lou

rs brushing against something small and cold a

. Elegant. Defin

et. And this time, I pulled out a small box of co

tching the items in my hands. Seven years. Seven

h

I saw Ethan walked in, his tie loosened and his shirt wrinkled

ually, as if every

gs and the condom box on the coffee table. "We nee

kering for a brief moment before settling in

d, cutting him off. I gestured to t

ough his hair. "You're overre

bubbling up inside me. "Seven years, Etha

t the wall with a smirk. "Maybe if you weren't so upt

y vision blurred with tears, but I refuse

y voice trembling but

ad of apologizing, instead of fighting for me, he laughed

ia," he said, his tone

pieces as I didn't know how to put back toge

rd as the door slammed shut behind him. I stood there, with t

n seven years, I was

s betrayal, something inside me shifted. Though the pain was still

par

en, but I was going to make sure Ethan