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The Monster I Once Married And Loved

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 926    |    Released on: 04/07/2025

he weight of it crashed down on me, a physical pressure that made it hard to breathe. The scent

ned, and Lia

ere was no grief in his

the bed and lo

voice sharp. "You really know h

bed my arm, pulling me u

I' ve had enough

m his touch. My bod

f me," I

e this whole thing, make it look like our children are

hat I could only stare at him. He actually believed I was capable

said, my voice flat and e

nny to punish them for a short time. A very short time. If something went wron

"You think this will make me feel guilty? Make

nded on my cheek. The contact felt vile, a desecration. I p

from me,"

into pure contempt. He s

ave it yo

heard a loud crash from the hallway. I forced my

throwing them into large, black trash bags. The stuffed animals they slept w

erasi

toward him. "What are you d

ize were with him, efficiently packing everything away. On

s!" I screamed, watching as Liam tossed Lil

y, not pausing in his work. "Chelsea is moving

topped struggling. The fight just drained out of me, replaced by a vast, hollow emptiness. I hun

even, with serious eyes and a quiet intensity. I fell in love with him instantly, a fierce,

I would burst with happiness. The day he pr

amily, even though everyone knew it was a tragic accident. His father had been driving too fast on a wet roa

told me he was too full of hate. "He

ht if I gave him everything-my heart, my support, a family-it would be enough. I

work. We were happy. Or, I w

, I finally understood. All those years, all that love, all that sacrifice-it was

ly let go. I slid to the

at me, his face de

my sight," he

I knew with absolute ce

ivorce. And I woul

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The Monster I Once Married And Loved
The Monster I Once Married And Loved
“My life was a fairy tale. At twenty-five, I had it all: a loving husband, Liam, my childhood sweetheart, a beautiful home, massive success, and our two perfect children, Leo and Lily. They were our everything. The night before their third birthday, I tucked them in, their excited giggles filling the room. Just half an hour past bedtime. But when Liam walked in, his face was a mask of cold fury. He dragged Leo and Lily from their beds, out into the raging blizzard, for the sin of staying up late. "They need to be punished," he said, his voice flat, his eyes empty. I screamed, pleaded, grabbed his arm, but he flung me away, locking me in the basement while my babies wailed outside. Darkness enveloped me, and their terrified screams were swallowed by the storm. I pounded on the door, begging, promising anything, until his icy voice pierced the wood: "This isn' t about you, Ava. It' s about your parents." He unleashed a horrifying tale of my family supposedly destroying his, a twisted vendetta culminating in my children' s lives for his father' s death. It was a lie, a monstrous fabrication, but the next morning, as I pushed past his mother and burst outside, the silence was deafening. On the porch, curled together, lay Leo and Lily, pristine and still under a thin dusting of snow, their faces blue, their lips purple, like two broken dolls. They were gone. The world went black.”
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