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Second Chance At A Loveless Marriage

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1139    |    Released on: 07/07/2025

arp scent that couldn't cover the underlying odor of decay. My own

tmeal to my lips, her face a perfect mask of wifely concern. Tears

ed, her voice trembling.

uilt a life, raised a family. It was an ordinary life, I thought, a g

e dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, a voice I'd never heard before. It w

t going to make it through the night. I'll be f

low. Daniel Sterling, the renowned art de

to my world shattering. Emily dropped the phone, her eyes wide with alarm, but not with sorrow. I saw it then, in that f

queeze. The last thing I saw was Emily's face, her

dden, blin

in a hospital. I was in my old bedroom, the one from my parents' house. Sun

nblemished, the hands of a young man in his early twenties. I shot out of bed and rushed to the mirror. The f

eal. I w

ived experience. The forty years of a loveless marriage, the quiet sacrif

tarted it all. A party. Too much to drink. Emily, crying, telling me we h

posed the next day. A lie. It had all been a lie from the very beginning. She was already pregnant with Daniel's child,

m door cre

Are yo

y as I remembered from that time, radiant and seemingly innocent. She wore a s

ly, setting the tray on my nightstand. "

ad, the same gesture of feigned care she had shown me on my deathbed. T

crossed her face, but

Ethan? You're a

into her eyes, my

ce steady. "We need to

e wedding? What about i

, ignoring her question. "And I d

h slightly open in disbelief. This was not part of her plan

she stammered. "Ethan, you p

it off," I

I had seen for forty years. "But why? Is it because

etest music to my ears,

voice low and danger

rol of the narrative. She played her trump card, th

r hand instinctively going to her stomach. "

ity of it was breathtaking.

nstairs. "Ethan! Emily! Are you two

ief washed over Emily's face. She thought the

coming, Mrs. Miller!" she called out,

look in her eyes. "We'll talk about this lat

ing for the door. As I reached the h

the living room, their faces beamin

oice so every

to me," I announced, my tone friendly

the look on Emily's face was the one I would savor. It was pure, unadulte

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“The antiseptic smell of my deathbed couldn't mask the stench of betrayal. My wife, Emily, played the grieving spouse, her tears a performance, her whispers to her lover, Daniel, charting my demise. "He's not going to make it through the night. I'll be free soon, my love." That name, Daniel Sterling, a family friend I admired, shattered my world faster than my failing heart. My final sight was Emily's beautiful, lying face, cold and irritated by my inconvenient death. Then, blinding light. I gasped, sucking in real air, not in a hospital, but my old bedroom, decades younger, strong, unblemished hands. It was real. I was back. Memories of my first life flooded me: the loveless marriage, the quiet sacrifices, the children who weren't mine. Then, the pivotal memory from this timeline, the one that started it all: a party, too much to drink, Emily crying, pregnant, my naive proposal driven by a sense of duty, a lie. She was already carrying Daniel's child, using me as a shield to protect his budding career. The bedroom door creaked open. "Ethan? Are you awake?" It was Emily, radiant and innocent, carrying breakfast, her hand reaching for my forehead with the same feigned care from my deathbed. I flinched from her touch. "Emily," I said, my voice cold, "We need to talk about the wedding." Her smile faltered as I flatly stated, "I don't think we should get married." Her crocodile tears flowed, "I love you, Ethan!" she whimpered. "Don't," I warned, her words now poison. She played her trump card, placing her hand on her stomach. "I'm... I'm pregnant, Ethan. It's your baby." I almost laughed, knowing the truth this time. "Emily has always been like a sister to me," I announced, loud enough for our families downstairs to hear. "I'll always care for her." Her face, pure unadulterated panic, confirmed it. The game had just begun, and this time, I was making the rules.”
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