Betrayal's Sting: A Husband's Reckoning
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fth anniversary. I' d booked our favorite
er company' s group chat caught my eye. Chloe, laugh
"burning the midnight o
like fun. Chloe, I\'m still waiting for our ann
ce a furious hiss. "What the hell do you think
burning me. "I' m sitting here alone on our anni
needy, childis
up, the sleepless nights coding her company' s foundatio
d bare: I was jus
of hope, then slowly, deliberately, t
er called, panicking. "It's the Genesis bui
nings about Liam's sloppy co
lden boy' s mess. She sent her a
he assistant's phone. "Ethan Mil
h-talk me, sweet-t
a kiss. And Liam' s voice. "Is he giving
nate whisper: "It's fine,
he word dripping with mock sweetness. "Is t
ete and undeniable,
nto one chilling realization: "You don't need
ntract terminated,
minated," I repl
a vast, empty space where fiv
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