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Chapter 35

Author: Anney GW
last update publish date: 2025-06-18 18:57:58

ELISHA’S POV

How could he say that to me?

I stared at Anthony, still reeling. His words hadn't just cut—they sliced through everything that held me together. The bile in my throat tasted like shame and rage.

It was my own fault.

For being soft. For believing that if I stayed kind, stayed composed, I’d earn some basic decency in return.

But no—what I got was public humiliation from the man who once held my hand and vowed to be with me, in sickness and in health, till death do us part.

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