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Chapter 38: The Tightrope
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Dear Ex-husband; You'll beg for me Chapter 43: The Playbook
(Elara's POV)The beeping followed me into my dreams. That steady, mechanical beep, beep, beep was the soundtrack of a nightmare where I was running down white hallways that never ended. I jolted awake, my neck screaming in protest. I was still in the plastic chair. The hospital waiting room was washed in the pale, watery light of a miserable morning.Eleanor was gone, probably to relieve Charles. Peter was nowhere to be seen. For a second, there was just the hum and the ache in my bones.Then Charles was there. He didn't walk up. He just appeared in front of my chair, blocking the light. He looked like he'd been carved from stone. No wrinkles of sleep, no rumpled clothes. Just crisp, cold focus."Up," he said, not unkindly, but with zero room for argument. "Consultation room three. Now."My heart did a stupid little stutter. This was it. The first report. The first test. I pushed myself up, my legs stiff, and followed him down a si
Dear Ex-husband; You'll beg for me Chapter 42: Family Alliance
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Dear Ex-husband; You'll beg for me Chapter 41: The White Walls
(Elara's POV)The hospital lights were too bright. They washed out all the color, turning everything into shades of white, gray, and sickly green. I stood in the waiting room outside the ICU, my arms wrapped around myself. I could still feel the ghost of Nora's weight in them, the heat of her tears on my neck. Eleanor had taken her home. "She shouldn't see this," she'd said, her voice hollow, and I was too shattered to argue.Charles, Silas's father, paced a trench in the thin industrial carpet. His footsteps were the only sound. A relentless, angry shush, shush, shush. Eleanor sat perfectly still on a plastic chair, her purse on her lap, her knuckles white where she gripped it. She hadn't looked at me since we arrived.The doctor finally came out. A woman with a tired face and kind eyes behind wire-framed glasses. "Family of Silas Truman?"We all moved at once. "Is he awake?" I asked, the words tripping over Charles's de
Dear Ex-husband; You'll beg for me Chapter 40: The Ride Home
(Elara's POV)The car died with a sad little cough and a shudder. Just completely gave up. We were still on the canyon road, but further down, pulled over on a narrow gravel shoulder. The cliff wasn’t right next to us anymore, just some scrubby bushes. My heart, which had finally started to slow down, began hammering all over again.“Great,” Peter muttered, slapping the steering wheel. “Just great.”He tried turning the key. Nothing. Not even a click.“I’ll call for another car,” he said, pulling out his phone. He frowned at the screen. “No service. Of course.”I pulled out my own phone. One bar. And my battery was in the red. 5%. A little lightning bolt icon warned me.“I have a little juice,” I said, my voice thin. “I’ll try an Uber or something.”My hands were still shaking. I fumbled with the app. It searched and searched for a signal. The bar disappeared. Then came back. The wheel of death spun on my screen.“Come on,” I whispere
Dear Ex-husband; You'll beg for me Chapter 38: The Gala
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Dear Ex-husband; You'll beg for me Chapter 38: The Tightrope
(Elara's POV)The box was back on the high shelf in the laundry room, next to the lockbox with the poison pills. Two boxes, two different kinds of poison. I stood there staring at them after Silas told me his idea.“You want me to do what?”He was propped up in bed, looking more tired than ever, but his mind was a steel trap. “I want you to talk to him,” he said, his voice calm. “You’re hurt. You’re confused. The lawsuit is scary. You just want to understand. You just have to say something, just to make him believe that you want closure.”“He’ll never believe that.”“He’ll want to believe it,” Silas corrected me softly. “His ego will want to believe you’ve come crawling back because you can’t handle things without a man. It’s the story he’s always told himself about you. So give him the story. Get close. Listen. A man who thinks he’s winning lets his guard down. He says things.”The thought made my skin crawl. To smile at James. To let
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