His Secret Life, My Broken Trust
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protest, the dull ache in my abdomen a constant, brutal reminder of the void she had helped create. I wat
useating perfection. He brought me flowers-lilies, which he knew I was allergic to.
, my voice flat as I
ce crossing his face before being replaced by his
. We've been married fo
carelessness, the complete lack of genuine thought. He wasn
ollow and rehearsed. "My mind is just... all over the pla
dward?" The question sli
h vanished from his eyes, replaced by a chilling distance. He l
e offensive vase of lilies and slamming it into the trash can. "You're grie
ut without
back for the
rary corporate apartment near the hospital. The place was sterile and impersonal, lacking a
a picture of our clasped hands from a week ago with the caption: "My everything. My rock." The comme
like a daughter. He'd subtly poisoned my mind, convincing me that Gabriel didn't approve of our marriage, that he was trying to hold me back. In my love-blinded state, I had be
ld went fuzzy. I collapsed onto the unfamiliar b
ning his tie. He didn't ask if I was hungry or how I was feeling. He
, I saw his phone ly
no more hoping for a mistake.
rsary. The password that once felt romantic now f
zed must be Jamie House, a junior executive and distant cousin at Cardenas Corp.-was there i
he marriage was a business transaction, orchestrated by Edward' s cold, calculating mother, Dianne. Their go
just as the nurse had said. They had planned it. They had hacked
ssage was th
up. Once you have the code, you can file
onger. Alexandra is stronger th
rely once I was no longer useful. And the child I had lost, the child I was mourning w
ur life, our love, our child-it was all a lie. A meticulous