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Rain

Author: Jenne Lopes
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-31 18:02:34

Maya's POV

I felt Daniel's presence behind me in the hallway, heavy as storm clouds. For once, I didn't turn around. Let him watch my back, for a change. The box in my arms - filled with design journals and old sketches - felt like armor against his silence.

Three years of marriage, and only now did I understand what real power felt like: the ability to walk away. Each breath came easier than the last, like my lungs were finally remembering how to work properly.

My shoes whispered against hardwood floors that had never felt like home. Each step carried me further from the girl who used to flinch at raised voices, closer to someone new. Someone real. I passed the living room where we'd hosted countless dinner parties, the kitchen where I'd learned to make myself small, the study where he'd locked away my designs. Memories ghosted through the halls, but they felt distant now, like watching scenes from someone else's life.

Thunder rolled outside as I reached the front door. Through sheet
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    SarahAlex hurried over to the bed when Maya spoke, his footsteps quick across the hotel room floor. I looked at him, and we shared a glance that said everything—this was bad, worse than either of us had expected.Maya wasn't looking at me anymore. Her eyes had gone distant again, staring at some point on the wall.I held her hand in mine. "That's not true, sweetheart. Troy said what he said, but it's not true."Maya looked at me and shook her head slowly. "You're just trying to make me feel better. It's fine. You don't need to do that."She tried to sit up, and I helped her, my hand on her back as she struggled to get upright. Her movements were shaky, uncertain.Maya swallowed hard and sniffled. Her face was flushed, blotchy from crying. She looked at Alex, then back at me.Then she smiled. A weak, broken smile that made my chest ache."Thanks, guys," she said.The words came from nowhere, even though they made sense. I nodded, not sure what else to do.Maya went quiet again, just s

  • Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging   The Girl in the Mountains

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    AlexMaya's body was shaking against mine, her breathing coming in short, sharp gasps that didn't sound like they were getting any air into her lungs. We were still sitting on the cold balcony tiles, her curled against my chest, and I could feel how badly she was trembling."Hey, hey," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Maya, look at me."She lifted her head, and her face was streaked with tears. Her eyes looked wild, unfocused, like she couldn't quite see me even though I was right there."I can't—" she started, then gasped. "I can't breathe.""Yes, you can. You're breathing right now." I moved so I could look at her directly. "Maya, look at me. Just focus on me."She tried, but her eyes kept darting around, and her breathing was getting worse, not better."Okay, we're going to breathe together," I said. "In through your nose, out through your mouth. Ready?"I took a deep breath, exaggerating the motion so she could see it. "In."Maya tried to copy me, but the breath came out a

  • Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging   Fiona's Last Words

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  • Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging   Dear Troy.

    TroyI woke up to the smell of her perfume.It hit me before I even opened my eyes. Something floral and cloying. For a split second, in that hazy space between sleep and consciousness, I thought she was still here. Still alive, still sprawled across my couch with that attitude of hers.Then reality crashed back.I opened my eyes and found myself staring at the ceiling of my living room. The same ceiling I'd been staring at when the paramedics had carried her body out yesterday. When the police had asked their questions. When the crime scene tape had finally come down.I was lying on the couch. The same fucking couch where Fiona had died."Jesus Christ," I muttered, pushing myself upright. My neck was stiff, and there was a throw pillow stuck to my cheek from where I'd been drooling in my sleep. How long had I been out?The last thing I remembered was standing in my bedroom, grabbing clothes to take back to Olivia's place. I'd been staring at the couch, replaying every moment from tha

  • Divorced My CEO Husband, He Came Begging   On the Balcony

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