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The Davenport Wives' Reckoning

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 715    |    Released on: 13/06/2025

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from the Davenport sphere of inf

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look like we we

that wouldn't be missed immediately. Se

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eft for the city, dressed in their tu

ts of the "accident" in the Hampton

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nightstand in what was supposed to be my room, a sma

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tation as a place where people could reinvent themselves. "A p

ween us and New York, a st

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ing to my stomach. "I think...

es wide, then a slow smi

id, after a moment. "

town whose name I barely registered,

urveball. Eleanor, pale and shaken, ca

ittle laugh escaping her. "Apparently, Arthur and I had one l

er, two runaway wives, sup

We burst into laughter, tea

actical again. "Okay. New plan. We find a quiet pl

o New Orleans ri

uisiana, rented a modest house, and adopted

unds, carefully manage

healthy baby boy. I named him No

a little girl, Sophie Vance, using

lives, a shared secret bi

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“My life in Boston, married to the man I adored, Liam, and embraced by my incredible mother-in-law Eleanor, was a dream. Sheltered by Eleanor' s modern wit from the stuffy Davenport family' s expectations, I felt truly happy and secure. Then came Eleanor' s frantic call. Her voice, shaking, shattered my illusion of perfection: Arthur, the family patriarch, had moved another woman into our guesthouse. My stomach clenched as I confessed Liam had also grown distant, constantly working late with a new "business associate" set up in a corporate apartment. The ultimate public dismissal arrived when our husbands brazenly excluded us from the annual family gala. Eleanor' s swift investigation uncovered the brutal truth: Liam was openly escorting his "associate," Agent Walker, who the firm treated with alarming familiarity. It became horrifyingly clear-we were being discarded, replaced like outdated accessories. The betrayal felt like a gut punch, a painful echo of the quiet suffering endured by generations of women in our families. How could the men who pledged to love and protect us abandon us so cruelly? The pain was unbearable, the humiliation profound. But Eleanor, a sharp former tech CEO, refused to be a victim. Her eyes blazing with a fierce resolve, she declared, "If they want new lives, we'll start ours. A better one." Our audacious plan: fake our deaths during the gala, disappear without a trace, and reclaim our freedom. A plan that, amidst its desperate chaos, led to a shocking discovery: we were both pregnant with their children.”
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