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Unforgivable Truths

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 829    |    Released on: 25/06/2025

was in full swing at the Lester estate, but the r

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he' d been championing, her blonde hair an

s elite. This was the moment Ethan wanted, the public humiliation he' d been building towards for months.

I di

swaying. The amyotrophic lateral sclerosis was a quiet thief, stealing my s

a cruel family, walked over to me. "M

all," I lied, forcing a

eered Sabrina in our direct

voice dripping with fake swee

e kind that hid daggers. "It's an honor to b

erfect face to Etha

brina," I said, my voice steady. "I hea

the fury flashing in his eyes. This wasn't the reaction he wanted.

a is more than just a singer. She's a true artist

ching us like a storm cloud. She despised me, not just for surviving the car crash

abrina completely. Her eyes, c

t speaking with Dr. Evans. He was so helpful. He

od ran

ne nearby to hear. "Useless to this family. It's time for Ethan

na seized the moment, placing a de

n the family he deserves," she cooed, lo

licker of the old Molly,

na," I said, my voice quiet but cutting. "It's a s

fell, her innoce

d a harsh, barking cough ripped through me. I couldn't breathe. I pressed a hand to

t and coughed again, this time feeling a wet war

right red again

moving faster

e mirror a stranger-gaunt, pale, with haunted eyes. I

st. His fingers were like steel bands. "Are you tryi

away with his thumb as if it were dirt. "Don't bo

er, his breath ho

l ever forgive you for Chloe?" he

ing the words h

ave to

as already dust. I just nod

ing faces, past the music and the laughter. I didn't grab my coat. I just walk

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“The Country Music Awards after-party was buzzing, but the real show started when my husband, Ethan, walked in with Sabrina, the TikTok singer he' d been championing. His cruel smirk, the scandal washing over the room-it was the public humiliation he'd always wanted, and he was looking right at me. Then, my mother-in-law, Eleanor, a woman who despised me for surviving the crash that killed her daughter, Chloe, dropped a bomb. She announced my supposed "barrenness" to the entire Nashville elite, mocking me as "useless to this family," while Sabrina, Ethan's mistress, cooed about giving him the family I never could. My calm façade shattered when I coughed, a violent, hacking spasm, and the wet warmth in my palm revealed a terrifying truth: blood. Later, Ethan found me, wiping the blood from my hand with disgust. He accused me of faking illness, then leaned in, whispering, "You want to know the only way I'll ever forgive you for Chloe? You have to die." He thought I was finally broken, but my heart had already turned to dust. How could he believe such a monstrous lie? Why did everyone embrace the narrative that I, the sole survivor of a tragic accident, was a murderer, instead of the truth? My only escape was silence, the hidden battle against a disease stealing me away, and the desperate hope his hatred would finally set him free. I walked out into the Tennessee rain, leaving him to his party, knowing my final act would be to give him everything he wanted – my absence – in a way he' d never forget.”
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