The Home-Wrecker Was Her Lover

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I could even process what happened, a man in a black baseball

rash home-wreck

angry roar. I taste

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here, their lenses aimed at me like the barrels of guns. Re

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she's been turning

ip with the esteemed spo

reeling from the punch, my mind a jumble of confusion and pain.

instantly from the sports news I'd been trying to catch up on.

ed back at me. He threw a stack of photos onto the pavement at my feet. They scattered, showing him and C

ars. And this guy," he pointed at me again, "shows up out of nowhere while she'

inted to the expensive, custom

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echoed in my head, a nonsensical jumble. My Chlo

it cleared my head. I ignored the reporters, ignored Mark' s smug, possessive glare. I reache

cument and held it up for all of them to s

with a fury I didn't know I possessed. "What a

fell silent, their eyes wide, darting from the marriag

pt man, a home-wrecker. But the man who had called them here, the

his mouth opening and closing like a fish. He started to backtrack, to stammer something, but the m

you knew she

in a relationship wi

eam appeared, a wall of black suits pushing through the crowd, creating a path and dispersing the r

aced by the sterile sile

composure, shot me

voice dripping with contempt. "Don't get too comfortable. She and I h

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e first. It wasn't a fling. It wasn't a mistake. It w

didn't think. I just moved. I lunged forward and my fis

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ce cut thro

ed frustration. Mark, seeing her, immediately scrambled to her side, pointing

seeking comfort from her, made my stomach turn. I turned

said, her voice tight. She grabbed

t. After the initial shock came the quiet, devastating conversation in her office. S

she said, her tone infuriatingly reason

escorted out. "He's just an athlete. He's nothing. He w

plexed by my reaction, as if I

ease not ma

re with, was standing in front of me, minimizing a four-year affair as if it were a minor i

ed out a fresh manila envelope. I had drafted the papers as a contingency after Liam's cr

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on, my voice flat and devoid of all emo

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