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His Robot Love, Her Broken Heart

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 896    |    Released on: 07/07/2025

egan to play back memories, but now they were cast in a new, horrifying light. Liam' s obsession with So

called it a sweet, sibling bond. But I remembered Liam's office, a room I had only ever experienced through touch. I'd run my hands over his desk, his bookshelves, and the single, large framed portrait he kept

aptivated by this self-made tech magnate. I learned his routines, his favorite foods, the way he liked his coffee. I tailored my life to fit into his, sacrificing my own ambitions to be the

ago. One of Liam' s friends, a little dru

, if you weren' t siblings,

a prickle of unease, even then. I couldn't see Liam's f

his voice flat and cold, shuttin

discomfort, it was anger. Anger at having his secret, sacred obsession spoken of so casually, so profanely. And his coldne

e in a high-rise hotel. I had gone to find him in one of the labs where he was demonstrating a new robotics prototype. As I entered the

eamed his name and threw myself a

ass. The last thing I ever saw clearly was the

e impact had caused severe trauma to my optic nerves. I was legally blind, with little to no chance of rec

t of my bed, a dist

he said, his voice devoid of any war

yed. My heroic act, my sacrifice, was an inconvenience, a disruption to his orderly world.

, Ethan, begged me to come home to France, to leave this cold, unfeeling man behind. I was on the verge of agreeing. I had packe

his secrets. A blind wife wouldn't notice the late nights in his lab, wouldn't see the doll in his arms, wouldn't see the truth in his eyes. My sacrifice hadn't earned his love, it had just

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His Robot Love, Her Broken Heart
His Robot Love, Her Broken Heart
“For five years, New York society envied me, Ava Riley, the perfectly devoted wife to tech titan Liam Carter. Though legally blind, I felt his love in every touch, every whispered word, convinced I was the luckiest woman alive. But one night, a searing pain shot through my head, a shocking kaleidoscope of color exploded behind my eyelids, and then-I could see. My vision, blurry but real, focused on the bed. It wasn't Liam on top of me. It was a faceless, flawless robot, moving with the practiced intimacy I believed belonged to my husband. Then I saw Liam across the room, wrapped around a perfect, lifelike doll-his adopted sister, Sophia. Every intimate moment of our five-year marriage, every cherished touch, had been a vile, mechanical lie. The truth crashed down: I was just a blind prop in his twisted obsession, a placeholder for the woman he truly desired. When I confronted this horrifying reality, Sophia pushed me down the stairs, and I lost our baby. But Liam' s concern wasn't for me. He protected Sophia, dismissing my pain, our child, and even me, as collateral damage, painting me as an "emotionally unstable liar" to cover their tracks. How could the man I loved betray me so utterly? How could my own sacrifice have led to such a depraved deception? My heart didn't just break; it became a cold, hard stone of disbelief and fury. Lying in that hospital bed, rage burning through my soul, I ripped up Liam' s seven-figure "hush money" check, looked Sophia directly in her astonished eyes, and declared, "I' m divorcing him. And I' m not going quietly. I' m going to take everything."”
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