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Second Chances: Love After Betrayal

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 583    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

h out of it. He didn' t raise his voice. He didn' t have to. The

Emily, for the first time since she' d arrived, was silent.

my ribs. The joke I' d made just seconds b

ng from him. He reached out and his hand closed around my upper arm.

hat was meant only for me, but the silence in t

stion, but as a fact he was processing. His eyes searched mine

was turning to ash. This was Ethan in his element-calm, collected, and utterly in c

ightly against my skin. The simple question was loaded with a confidence that bordered on

ed away, replaced by the primal fear of this man' s quiet anger. I could see the

ivated by his power, his focus, his absolute certainty. I had mistaken that

o words came out. My voic

mily, a flicker of d

am is on his way home. You should probably have y

e was taking over, managing

from Ethan silenced her. She gave me a helpless glance, a silent apology for starting

rebellion, had been shattered. His sudden appearance was a stark reminder that our

e, his grip on my arm tightening just

You were saying something about finding someone

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Second Chances: Love After Betrayal
Second Chances: Love After Betrayal
“My best friend, Emily, and I married into the powerful Thorne family on the same day. We thought we had it all, living a dream life as two of the luckiest women in the world. That illusion shattered on a Tuesday afternoon when Emily burst into my sunroom, her face pale, shoving her phone at me. The screen showed paparazzi photos of her husband, Liam, with another woman – his "childhood sweetheart," Olivia Hayes. Before I could process Emily's fury, my own tablet lit up. A press release from my husband Ethan' s company announced Olivia as the new face of his lifestyle brand, complete with a smiling photo of her next to him. Not only was Olivia the source of my best friend's pain, but my own husband, who had been distant and forgotten our anniversary, had made her our company's public face without a word to me. All my grievances, the neglect, the loneliness-they all flooded back. He didn't even think to mention it, treating me like just another asset to manage, not a wife to love. A cold resolve settled over me. Emily, still raging about her post-divorce plans, saw the press release on my tablet. A dangerous smile spread across her face. "Well," she said, "Looks like we' re both in the market for an upgrade." "Okay," I declared, a hysterical laugh bubbling up. "I' m in. We' re getting divorced. And I' ll find male models who are better than Ethan." Our laughter, wild and unhinged, was cut short by a low, cold voice from the doorway: "Better than me?" My husband, Ethan, stood there. He must have heard everything.”
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