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From Stand-In to Sterling

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 558    |    Released on: 10/06/2025

tered, she'd overheard s

d over Ethan

ions on the

e the perfe

e Sarah vaguely rememb

finally making it official. College sw

hard. Wanted to give Jessica the wedding

rance and trying to find a

n unplanned pregnancy. His parents had pressured him.

ickly dismissed. It was a diff

the enraged Ethan, her elbow accidentally k

d on the ma

ce a mask of dis

u know how much these cost?" he

stepped forward. "It's alright

athering crowd. "Th

ed, "Ex? I thought Jessica

? That was just a college thing. Insignificant.

moment, stepped for

sing him. We're getting married; y

k, Sarah, I know things might be tough." He then pulled out his

phone, then frown

lief crossed his face.

aze calmly. "Ye

umiliation flashed ac

at Sarah's attire. "Look at you, in those worn-out

down on Sarah's art student attire. Jessica had clawed her way up, Sarah knew, using anyone and anything. She'd heard whisp

ith her part-time jobs, listened to his dreams, believed in him when no one else did. He'd cried in her arms after

'd refused to marry Sarah, even with a baby on the way, until his parents i

It was why she could stand here now, unfazed by

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From Stand-In to Sterling
From Stand-In to Sterling
“My life with Ethan seemed perfect, a carefully constructed dream built over years of quiet happiness. I believed in our future, our unwavering love. But then, his high school sweetheart, Jessica, died in a tragic accident. Weeks later, the chilling discovery of Ethan's suicide note: "Jessica was the only one. I can't live without her." My world didn't just crumble; it exploded into a million shards of brutal betrayal. Our entire marriage was a meticulously crafted lie, a painful performance. I was nothing but a stand-in, a convenient placeholder for the woman he truly loved. Every shared smile, every whispered promise, now felt like a cruel deception. The agony of that realization was a physical blow. Eight years, wasted. My heart was ripped open, not just by loss, but by the acidic burn of profound humiliation and the sickening injustice of being so utterly used and discarded. How could I have been so tragically wrong about everything? Then I woke up, gasping, back in my college dorm room, feeling the same nausea, seeing the same too-bright sunshine. My phone buzzed. A text from Ethan: "Sarah, we need to talk. It's about Jessica. I think I'm still in love with her. We can't do this anymore." The exact same words. But this time, my tears were gone. This time, I finally knew how to change my story.”
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