The Fiancee Who Stole My Life

l. Emails bounced back. It was as if he' d evaporated. As CEO of Hayes Innovations, I should have been lead

her high school sweetheart, Daniel Sterling. The tech world was buzzi

ed, my heart a cold, hard stone in my chest. The headline was plast

ssessively around my waist. We were at a lavish press conference I had arrang

lf said, my voice dripping with rehearsed

our union, Sterling Industries will be entering a new era of innovation. We' re formalizing a partnership with Hayes Innovati

usands of miles away in a sterile hotel room in Zurich, watching my life get publicly dismantled. The Prometheus AI. I didn't call it that.

look so happy!" one user wrote. "A true power couple." Anothe

urning to claim his prize. I felt a profound sense of isolation, a feeling that the entire world was witnessing my hu

history that can' t be denied," he said, his voice smooth and confident. "Some things are just meant to be." He then kissed Olivia, a long, passionate k

his own gift to our future, he's personally funding the next stage of development for Prometheus. This

e a trophy she had won, a dowry to buy her new life with another man. The sense of being robbed was ab

ovie about someone else. The emotional storm had passed, leaving behind a cold, desolate calm. I saw it all clearly now. The sudden, urgent "b

message filled with hollow apologies and excuses that she would expect me to swallow. I didn't fe

apse. It was a clarification. I looked at my reflection in the dark glass. The naive man who had loved Olivia Hayes was gone.

call button. They didn't know who I really was. Olivia thought I was just a successful, slightly nerdy tech entrepreneur. She had no idea

technology, a strategic asset I had developed for them. It belonged to the United States government. And by extens

d the ca

antly. "It's 3 a.m. here. This had be

indow at the dista

id of any emotion. "Get me a f