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Seven Years A Prisoner Wife

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 605    |    Released on: 04/07/2025

e simple act filled her with a thrilling, terrifying resolve. Her countdown had begun. The life she had meticulously planned, the escape she had paid for with ye

d like confusion, maybe even a hint of something softer. One evening, he came home early and found her in the kitchen, sketching on the back of a grocery list. He didn't say anything, just stood in the doorway for a long moment before turning and wa

d, she used a small portion of her escape fund to buy a pregnancy test from a pharmacy in the next town over. Back in the cold silence of her room, she watched as two pink lines appeared. Positive. T

eard her and pushed the door open, his face a mixture of annoyance and concern. He saw the box for the pr

words barely audible. "Are y

nse of wonder. "Our baby." He saw it not as a child, but as a chance at redemption, a way to erase the past and build a new future. He started fussing over her, helping

t the hurt was a deep chasm between them. Was this change real? Or was it just for the baby, a new, perfect object to replace the one he had lost? She looked at her p

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“For seven years, my life was a cold, silent prison. My husband, David Chen, the tech world' s golden boy, saw me only as his sister Emily' s murderer. What happened to Emily that day at the lake was an accident, a tragedy. But to David and my adoptive mother, Olivia, it was my fault, a debt I had to pay every single day. My punishment? The hard, cold floor of a barren guest room was my bed. His cruel words, "A murderer doesn't deserve comfort. This is where you belong," echoed in my ears every night. Every month, I would present him with divorce papers, a desperate plea for freedom. And every month, he would tear them, burn them, a grim ritual reminding me there was no escape. Why did they hate me so much? What had I truly done to deserve this unending torment, this life lived as a ghost in a gilded cage? But the constant humiliation, the silent contempt, the pain-it all fueled a secret fire within me. I meticulously saved every penny, selling sketches online, denying myself even basic necessities to afford a one-way train ticket. Tonight, the charade ends. I' m walking away from this living hell, from a man who promised me a life but delivered only a sentence. I' m reclaiming my name, my future, and the woman I was always meant to be.”
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