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Blaze of Betrayal, Rebirth of Love

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1436    |    Released on: 04/07/2025

e last thing Ethan Miller ev

ut through the sterile air of the room. He was too weak to move, his body ravaged by a cancer t

was twisted into a mask of pure hatred. Beside her stood their son, James,

I could have lived happily ever after!" Olivia' s voice was a shriek, a sound

d you enjoy it? Did you enjoy raising my

n' t make sen

ames isn' t your son. We used Alex' s sperm. IVF. You were just the c

is expression unchanged. "

ia flicked

bloomed in t

, for my father," she hissed, her eyes glowing with a t

ped the

rve. His mind screamed, but his throat was too raw to make a sound. Through the roaring flames, he s

f Silicon Valley, all out of gratitude to the man who had taken him in, Mr. Sterling. He had endured a lovel

erling out of the way of a speeding car. As an orphan, Ethan was adopt

he

became his entire existence, his last

h

ss. A deep,

arp and violent,

by the faint scent of lilies and expensive cologne. He wasn't

eyes snap

ded mirror. He was wearing a perfectly tailored black tuxedo. His face

s real. The skin was smooth, the jawline

. He was back at the very

ivia' s monstrous confession swirling in his mind. It wasn'

ough him. He had a second chance. A ch

from the adjoining brid

s! Please, just stay on t

t. The name echoed with thirty years of resentment and cold sho

connecting the two roo

n, a stark contrast to the venom in her expressio

her voice dripping with accusation. "If you hadn't forced th

guilty, desperate to placate her. Now, he just felt a deep, ch

ng, walked in. He was a distinguished man with silver hair and a

s going on? The guest

ion in the room, the tear

' s at the cliff. He' s going to ki

l not be blackmailed, Olivia. You are a Sterling. You will walk do

sion softening. He placed a heavy,

on' t mind her theatrics. I' m proud to have you as

were the validation he craved. Now, they felt hollow, a pa

r arm, leaving Ethan alone. A moment later, Olivia stormed back

L

quiet room. Her hand struck hi

s. "You think marrying me and taking over my father' s company makes you a

my life. You took Alex from me. I will never, ev

He felt the sting, but beneath it, there was

y she flinched from his touch. The son who looked at him with a stranger' s eyes. He remembered pouring his heart and soul into S

The fire. Her triumphant, ha

th his work, with his love, with his en

r ag

the ceremony was about to begin. Olivia gave him one last look o

room was filled with the most powerful people in Silicon Valley. Mr. Sterling beamed at

Miller, take Olivia Sterling to

ready mourning the man she was running to save in her mind. He l

ght of

ce clear and steady, ringing thr

No

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“The lingering smell of lilies and expensive cologne wasn't what I expected on my wedding day, not after the reek of gasoline and burning flesh that had been my last memory. My thirty-year marriage to Olivia ended in a blaze, not of passion, but of pure, unadulterated hatred, as she and our son watched me burn alive in my hospital bed. "Alex and I could have lived happily ever after!" Olivia shrieked, her face a mask of venom. "James isn' t your son. You were just the pathetic fool who paid for everything!" Then she dropped the lighter. The world erupted in agony, a searing pain consuming every nerve. Why? That was my last thought as I watched them walk away, their silhouettes framed by the flames devouring me. Then a violent jolt. The pain was gone. I was standing, healthy, in a perfectly tailored tuxedo, staring at my thirty-years-younger self in a gilded mirror. It was my wedding night. I was alive, I was young, and I was back at the very beginning of the nightmare. Olivia' s frantic voice pierced the air, "Alex, no! Don' t do this!" Alex Peterson – her childhood sweetheart, the name now echoing with the fresh horror of her final confession. When she saw me, her face contorted. "This is your fault! If you hadn' t forced this wedding, he wouldn' t be threatening to jump from a cliff!" Mr. Sterling, the man I had revered my entire life, urged me to proceed. "You are the future of this company." His words once meant everything, now they felt hollow, part of a gilded cage. SLAP! Her hand across my face, "You' re nothing. Just the charity case my father pitied." I remembered it all: the thirty years of misery, her crushing remarks, her coldness, the son who looked at me with a stranger' s eyes. I had poured my life into his company, paid my debt with my work, my love, and finally, my death. Never again. The organ music began. I stood at the altar, looked at Olivia, then at Mr. Sterling. I thought of the fire, the betrayal. My voice clear and steady, ringing through the silent church, I said, "No."”
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