My Ex's Uncle Is My Baby's Daddy

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A night that was supposed to be magical. The Sinclair and Carter families had gathered, along with reporters, busin

n elated. Instead

-laws, Jonathan and Elaine Carter, stood proudly beside Ryan, entertaining investo

go, perhaps she needed a break. Ryan had al

ch. I had never been one to doubt, bu

ng me over. "Have you seen Ryan? We

ying to mask my unea

guests who stopped to congratulate me. My eyes scanned the room, s

eling settle

e be?" I murmu

ed by, and I stopped hi

ding. "I think I saw him hea

Away from

ivate suites. Each step I took felt heavier than the last. The air around me gr

sely. A muffled noise came from one of the rooms at the

an's

ht as I reached for the doorknob. The door was sligh

my world

onight, promising a future together. He was tangle

The way his hands roamed her body, the way she clung to him-it was intim

ayal in its

and my stomach churned. I wanted to scream, to storm

turned, his shirt unbuttoned, his lips curled into

le at first. And then, as if she enjoyed my sufferi

urned. Tears welled up, but I forced th

stretched between us

, Ryan b

aightened his clothes and met my g

tightened. It felt as though the floor had been ripped fr

ck in their mask. But instead, Ryan scoffed and added, "There was never an

mbled. Was that all it ever was for him

ruel, just as cold. "You had eve

st. I had shared my dreams with Ryan. My fears. My love. And Lena, my

, tearing me apart wit

sts at my sides. I wanted to yell, to lash out, to demand answers but w

eren't

ever h

lked away. Not because I was weak, but because t

gement w

thought I