The Billionaire's Retribution

. My best friend Tara was screaming, her face twisted with a rage I' d never seen before. "Why couldn't i

in silent horror as they staged a home invasion. I watched them take over my life, my home, my wealth. I watched as my husband, my sweet, strong

I wo

inting off the infinity pool outside. I was lying on my plush sofa, my hand resting

and Brian walked in, carrying suitcases. The memory

e, the same voice that had screamed curses at me

waddled over, her own p

while, until our baby comes. Think of it a

bby. Tara's been telling me you're practically siste

them with open arms. I had been so happy for Tara, so eager to share everything. I had felt gui

that settled deep in my bones. I had been given a second chanc