Left Behind by Love, Full of Wounds

of her decision was heavy, but every morning she woke with a strange sense of clarity, as though the fog of indecision ha

as if he were preparing for a war he didn't want to fight but knew was inevitable.

ions, to be the perfect wife, mother, and companion. Now, she was finding herself again. She was no long

drafting a letter to her attorney, the front d

un

e-rang out like a warning bell. She didn't look up

now but still carrying an edge of anger. "You can't

er eyes cool and unwavering. "

"You think you can just take everything from me? The kids, the house

hey once would have carried. She had spent years listening to his threat

g a husband long ago. The day you decided to bring someone els

ot this all figured out? You think you can just

yes hardening. "I'm taking back what's

, his fists clenching at his

o meet him on equal ground. She m

orst of it. I survived your betrayal. I survived being invisible in my

fury in his eyes. But it wasn't the kind of fury that had once made her shrink. No

oy me," he said, his v

d quietly, her voice steady but filled with q

ay, leaving him standing there, his

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rce proceedings. It wasn't just about the emotional toll of the marriage-there were fin

wealth, his influence, and his connections to try to sway things in his f

ned, the more she realized how much Darius had been hiding-hidden accounts, investments, and properties that weren't

going to ex

hen he realized that Luna wasn't backing down. She knew he would try to manipulate the situation, try to paint her as the vi

asn't afraid of his games anymore. She wasn't afraid of him.

staring at the fireplace. The silence in the house was heavy, but it felt pe

reverie. It was a message from her lawyer: "

but now that it was here, she felt the weight of it all. This was n

the screen, typing a quic

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una expected. He didn't yell. He didn't storm out of the house. Instead,

e said quietly, his voice trembling

d I won't stop. Not until everything is sett

in his expression. For the first time in years

d, his voice low. "I'll m

arried. I'm not the woman who begged for your love. I'm not the woman who cried whe

gaze unflinching. "And that's

ving him standing there, the weight of his

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s was only the beginning, but for the first time in a long time, she fe

thing to l