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Eight Years To Forever

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 737    |    Released on: 09/06/2025

s, he actually tried to pull me aside, whispering, "Ava, let's not make a

lic proposal to another wo

nsistent. I pulled away

ne, her hand trembling dramatically. "Oh, Ethan," she sobbed, "I feel so faint. I thin

nker. His attention snapped back to her. "Baby,

ee what you're doing, Av

stant. My fault,

eigned distress, her eyes were hard. "That sapphire," she said, her voice suddenly stron

ated, my voice tight. "He stole i

now!" she

t's just a stone! I told you I'd get you somethin

band from my hand. "Let Chloe have the s

st around the ch

tone. This was about

ovement caught me off guard. His hand clampe

just a desperate, clumsy attempt on his par

have retrieved from the auction house earlier and had Chloe wear before

ready under s

slipped. It hit the floor with a sickening clatter. The original art-deco setting, which I now saw wa

quickly followed by that subtle, knowing smirk a

or – the broken ring band, the loose sapphire,

rple with rage. "You! You did

. This is a disaster. I... I'll have it fixed. The pendant. The original one. Better than

nd the damaged setting. He didn't

's get out of here." He practically carried her away, leaving me standing

m disappear i

iny diamonds still clinging to it. The empty setting where the mai

t. The abs

again, this time

e, my fingers steady

y decision. I'm booking a fligh

e a calm anchor in the storm of my emotions. "

d the airline app. One way

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Eight Years To Forever
Eight Years To Forever
“I, Ava Miller, an architect, spent eight years with Ethan Hayes, though our shared life felt built on shifting sand. He constantly chipped at my confidence, yet I clung to the hope of 'us'. At a New York charity auction, Ethan bought my grandmother's unique sapphire pendant. My stomach plummeted as he publicly presented "my" heirloom to his young intern, Chloe Vance, then whispered, I'd get "something new." His words were a gut punch. A video soon showed him boasting he'd propose to Chloe. He did, at a party, using my sapphire, crudely reset, branding me "strong" while asserting Chloe "needed him." Post-confrontation, he replaced the damaged stone with a worthless glass replica, convinced I wouldn't notice. His manipulations peaked when he dragged me into Chloe's staged suicide attempt at the ER, ditching me bleeding to chase her drama while caught with her lipstick on his face. Eight years of my life, systematically cheapened and discarded for his brazen, theatrical lies. The audacity, the disgusting manipulation, his absolute lack of remorse – it was suffocating. How had I been so blind? But the script truly flipped. Abandoned again at the ER, one name cut through the noise: Julian Thorne. The man who, years ago, unexpectedly offered, "Ditch the zero. Marry me." My shaking hand steadied as I called. "Is that offer still on the table?" I whispered. A liberating breath. "Okay. Yes." San Francisco was my final destination. I was coming.”
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