Billionaire's Rekindling Love

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I rushed towards the huge picture of me

want it placed?

My fingers trembled slightly as I adjusted the frame, brushing a speck of dust from th

refully set the portrait

ger. That day felt like a lifeti

t. A marriage that made me give my all but received nothing back in r

e us to move, ma'am?" one of them

k you." I quickly covered the portrait with a piece of clothin

aligned, and the scent of rosemary chicken wafting through the air. I'd spent hours perfecting e

o. Like me, Mom, and Dad. It was one of the things I looked for

Instead, every night I wake up to the sound of him calling out

name to be on his lips just one night. Maybe this night will chang

mething, anything. My heart thudded against my chest as the c

oming from my phone broke my thought

notification coming from this particular blog site. Ev

e just for his money was a regular thing, and I

s I opened up the latest

ing to grasp what I was reading. "It

ut damning, Ronnie, unmistakably him in his tailored grey suit, leaning in too close to a woman I couldn't recognize because of how the picture was taken. Her

me in bold font

h is finding comfort elsewhere. Who is the myst

uld erase what I'd just seen. My chest heaved as if my ribs were too tight to contain

slightly to glance outside-still no sign of his car.

und. That's Ronnie's car. Without thinking, I rushed outside

of me. He wasn't alone. I could see

ouldn't wait to ask him as he got out o

scoffed and walked tow

y from me this time. I want a

e passenger door of his car. "How is this for

sed. What's my stepsister and my stepmother doing

like echoes in my ear. I looked at Becca, who stood beside him wi

er finding my voice. "Is this

placed a possessive hand on Rebecca's waist, l

ply. "Just the truth, I

m him to Rebecca-Becca, my stepsister, that's why the name always sounded familiar. I can't

ly audible over the sound of my pulse c

, stepping forward like she was th

money, if I knew my daughter alre

like glass. My knees nearly buckled,

ice syrupy sweet with venom underneath. "You were just the p

ding him to deny it, to say somethin

he said. "She'

I refused to let them fa

ur marriage was just a deal?

You should be thanking us. We gave you a roof over your head, a name to w

her smile radiant and cruel.

e supposed to be my family. My world tilted, crack