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The Songbird's Revenge: How I Became His Aunt

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 588    |    Released on: 26/06/2025

son time. My foster mother, a kind woman with little mon

would even speak to me. I was living on scraps, trying to

was walking home through a dark, empty alle

y were drunk, aggressive. They

them sneered, grabbing my arm. "A

d. I fought, but they were too strong. They pushed me against the c

he sound of a car s

door s

her

ority that cut through the night air. I

s headlights. He was older, dressed in a perfectly tailored

is none of your business,"

voice. He simply took a st

let her

ted a quiet power that was more intimidating than any loud threat. They exchang

thy pavement, sh

d knelt beside me. He

u alrigh

There was a faint, familiar resemblance to Caleb in the line of his jaw, b

," I whispered,

d wrapped it around my shoulders. It was

ting. I saw your picture in the news clippings my assista

eb' s father years ago and left Nashville to build his own tech empire in Silicon Valley. He was the re

r and recognit

m nothing like my brother' s family. I read about

n my eyes, the utter despair

feet. "Let' s get you out of here. You

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The Songbird's Revenge: How I Became His Aunt
The Songbird's Revenge: How I Became His Aunt
“Three years ago, I was on top of the world. Engaged to Caleb Scott, pregnant with his child, I, an orphan from foster care, felt like I was living a fairytale at our Belle Meade mansion engagement party. Then, his childhood friend Jennifer Lawrence, a shadow lurking over our relationship, faked a deadly allergic reaction, screaming I had poisoned her drink. Caleb turned on me in an instant, his face contorted with rage, tearing my wedding dress to shreds, yelling for security to drag me out like trash. The next day, he forced me to abort our baby, spitting that a "venomous, scheming woman" like me was unfit to carry a Scott child. He slapped me with aggravated assault charges, leaving me utterly broken, homeless, and facing prison, a pariah in Nashville society. How could he believe such a monstrous lie? How could he destroy my life, our child, without a moment of doubt? Just as I lay shattered in a dark alley, a stranger offered a hand. Now, three years later, I' m back in Nashville, not as his victim, but as Mrs. Andrew Scott... Caleb' s aunt.”
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