The Betrayal That Broke Us
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my face. "It's Ms. Vance, actuall
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I didn't recognize,
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-a woman I knew as his executive assistant, a woman
e, and mother
in my silent office, a
rked, every solo business trip, t
s seismic shift, a sharp cramp
lian's betrayal was
lian, playing the grieving husband, t
iscarriage for his mistress and their son, a son
an envelope. Inside were photos: Julian, Chloe, and two childr
out the baby. Too bad. Some womb
solidified into a singl
admitted something far worse: she was the drunk driver who
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n beneath my pillow, cap
'll tell her it died. Then we'
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was a f
ian Thorne. I want him to lose everything. And
ame w
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