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Designing Her Own Life

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 440    |    Released on: 24/06/2025

the fune

t in force. The pews of the old stone church were filled with judges in their solemn robes, powerful partners from ev

and whispered about. He wasn't just the son-in-law; he was the protégé.

ption. The immense pressure of the conference.

tagged in a photo from the conference reception. He stood center stage, beaming, a glass of champagne in hi

ifer' s profile. There was a picture of her and Andrew, heads close together, laughing

ent from Andrew: "Couldn't have done i

e to me. He had time to "like" a photo, to post about his success, but not to answer a single

looked back at the years of waiting up for him, of canceling my plans for his, of making myself smaller so his ambition could have mor

dwick, my best fri

e cracking. "It's over.

cut through the static. "I told you this day would come. I've had

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“For ten years, I was Gabrielle Fuller, successful graphic designer turned dedicated wife, my life orbiting Andrew Scott, my charismatic lawyer husband. Then my father, a well-respected judge and Andrew' s mentor, made a dying wish: "Gabby... promise me... you and Andrew... work it out." Hours later, clutching my phone in the sterile waiting room, I tried to reach Andrew, who was at a crucial legal conference in London. Dozens of calls, countless texts – all went unanswered. Finally, on the twentieth try, an unfamiliar female voice answered Andrew' s phone: Jennifer Chavez, his ex-girlfriend and current colleague. Her clipped tone dismissed my emergency, saying he was "busy." The world tilted as I realized the unspoken truth: he was with her, and she was answering his calls while my father lay dying. My father' s funeral unfolded without Andrew; his absence a glaring wound in the front row, a whisper among the city's legal elite. I clung to flimsy excuses until I saw it: Andrew' s beaming photo celebrating a "big win" in London, posted the day my father died, with a photo of him and Jennifer captioned by Andrew: "Couldn't have done it without you." Every excuse shattered. He had time for social media but not for my desperate calls. The man I built my life around wasn't unreachable; he was simply unavailable to me. I called my best friend, Molly: "It' s over. I need a divorce lawyer." Now, I reclaim my life, piece by painful piece, starting with a new job and finding my own purpose. But when Andrew returns, pleading ignorance and begging for another chance, can I truly move on when the past refuses to let go?”
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