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The Woman I Loved, My Ruin

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 560    |    Released on: 03/07/2025

fight me directly-my authority was military, abs

w version. A sympathetic, wronged wife. She gave a tearful interview from Liam' s damaged expo hall, speaking

and jealousy. She talked about his dream for a better city and

in my office, the sound of

ntempt. "Spinning it as a clash between old-world m

s face on the screen. She was crying. I knew those tears

holding up a tablet. "Social media is trending w

ttacking. She was trying to sanitize the memory of my men. To erase their death

g into something harder and more focused. A pure, cold resolve. She wa

me for back-channel maneuver

city' s central plaza. It was a spectacle. A huge stage, massive screens playing clips of Liam' s dro

watched them through a pair of high-powered binocu

ut to speak

sed sad smile on his face. He started talking about his dreams,

t with absolute clarity. She was completely blind. She saw a messiah, not the r

to end. H

aid to Chloe, lowe

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ublic square," I said, my voice ha

justice for his men. I was an executioner, and the stage below was my chopping block. I woul

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“The static hiss was the sound of silence, of 108 voices gone. My men, Seal Team Seven, gone. It was supposed to be a routine urban mission, but then a dazzling drone light show filled the sky, communications died, and a single, gasping voice whispered: "...they' re all gone..." The gut-wrenching truth unfolded: a tech mogul' s "future city" launch, Liam Vance, had inadvertently jammed our encrypted channels. But the deepest cut? This mogul was Liam Vance, my wife Dr. Seraphina Vance' s brother. And the technology powering his show, the very tech that sealed my men' s fate, was experimental military gear from my unit's field hospital, requisitioned by Sera herself. When I confronted her, still reeling from the horrific casualty report, she coolly declared them "collateral damage," a necessary sacrifice for "a much greater good." My wife, the woman I loved, stood there with champagne in hand, defending the man who murdered my men. How could she betray not just me, but the very lives I swore to protect, for some twisted vision of progress? The love I felt curdled into a cold, hard resolve. She wanted a future built on the graves of my soldiers? Fine. I would dismantle their empire brick by bloody brick, starting now.”
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