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Faded Winter Love

Short Story · Romance
By:  Ten Thousand MilesCompleted
Language: English
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Bias

Cheating

Winning Back the Wife

Face Slapping

Tragic Love

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Mistress

Everyone in high society whispered that Tristan Webster kept a tame, submissive trophy girlfriend on his arm. That image shattered at a yacht party when a newcomer pointed at me and asked the room, "Wait, isn't she the legendary woman who slept with Tristan's best friends in one night just to get back at him for cheating?" The room fell dead silent. Tristan's childhood friends sat around the poker table, their expressions unreadable. Tristan, however, simply swirled the wine in his glass and lounged against the leather sofa before casually beckoning me over. "Come here." I walked over without a word and lit his cigarette for him. "Sorry, she caused such a scene back then," he said smoothly, blowing a stream of smoke into the air. His tone gave nothing away. "She certainly gave everyone something to talk about. But after spending a year at the treatment center, she's much calmer now." "Definitely," someone quickly chimed in, trying to lighten the mood. "She's practically trained now." "Yeah." Tristan stubbed out his cigarette, then tipped my chin up with two fingers. "Next month, I'll finally give you the wedding you've been waiting for." "Okay." I looked into his deep, searching eyes and obediently pressed my lips to his. What he didn't know was that I'd stopped caring about that wedding a long time ago.

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9 Chapters
Chapter 1
Sierra's POV"Jasmine's flight gets in tomorrow. She doesn't have anywhere to stay yet, so she'll be staying at the Lakeside Estate for the time being."Tristan Webster leaned back against the car seat and loosened his tie. I turned away from the window and looked at him."Okay."My calm response seemed to catch him off guard. He turned toward me and studied my face for several seconds before speaking again."You drove her out of the country years ago. Now that she's back, don't even think about trying anything."His hand came up to the back of my neck, his fingers squeezing firmly."I don't have the energy for that anymore," I murmured, lowering my eyes.He chuckled, apparently pleased with my answer. "That treatment center really did wonders for you. You're much more obedient now."He pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead. "For the wedding next month, I'll have Jasmine be your maid of honor. Think of it as a fresh start for the two of you.""Okay. Whatever you thin
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Chapter 2
"The waistline on this gown is too elaborate. Simplify it."Tristan sat on the plush sofa in the VIP fitting room, scrolling through the designer's sketches on a tablet."But this is the exact style Ms. Perry chose," the designer said carefully. "She told us she loved the vintage train.""Her taste has changed," Tristan replied without looking up. "Make it clean and simple. Jasmine mentioned the other day that minimalist styles look more elegant."I sat in front of the vanity while the fitting assistant measured my waist and shoulders. I heard every word, but I didn't object."Sierra, what do you think?"He finally looked up, though the question felt more like a formality than an invitation for my opinion."Whatever you think is best," I said, looking at my pale, gaunt reflection in the mirror.Tristan turned off the tablet and came up behind me, resting both hands on my shoulders. "You used to love those flashy, over-the-top dresses, but something simple suits you much better
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Chapter 3
There were two weeks left until the wedding, and the estate was already overflowing with preparations.Boxes of decorations and supplies were stacked in nearly every corner, while Tristan seemed determined to turn the ceremony into the social event of the year, inviting nearly half of the city's high society.I was sitting in the living room sorting through the guest list when he came over and placed a gold-embossed invitation in front of me."Take a look at the design. Jasmine helped choose it," he said.I glanced at the invitation. Our names were printed across the front, but the faint watermark behind them was a pattern of hibiscus flowers—Jasmine's favorite."It's nice." I set it aside and went back to checking the names on the guest list.Tristan sat beside me and casually flipped through the papers. "As for your parents, I had Tomas arrange their flights and hotel."Then he added, as though it were a minor detail, "There wasn't enough room at the head table, so I put them
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Chapter 4
A shard of glass flew across the room and nicked the back of my hand, leaving a thin line of blood.I looked down at it and felt nothing.The heavy medication I'd been given during my year at the treatment center hadn't just dulled my nerves; it had left my sense of pain strangely muted.Tristan noticed the blood too. The anger vanished from his face, replaced almost instantly by concern."Why didn't you dodge?"He grabbed my hand, snatched a towel from the coffee table, and pressed it against the cut. His fingers trembled slightly."It's just a scratch. It doesn't hurt." I brushed it off, trying to pull my hand away."Don't move." His voice was firm, with a trace of irritation beneath it.Then he turned toward Jasmine, who was standing nearby with tears in her eyes."Take off the necklace, give it back to Sierra, and go upstairs," he demanded.Jasmine slowly unclasped the necklace, placed it on the table, and ran upstairs with her face covered. Once we were alone, Tristan ca
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Chapter 5
The wedding march had long since faded out, leaving an awkward silence hanging over the ballroom.The officiant stood onstage, clearly unsure whether to continue, while guests whispered among themselves and kept stealing uneasy glances at Tristan, who stood alone at the end of the aisle.He was dressed in an impeccably tailored black tuxedo, a white boutonniere pinned neatly to his lapel, but the composure he was known for had completely disappeared.His face was dark and tense, and his jaw was clenched so tightly that a muscle kept twitching.His childhood friend, Chad Thornton, pushed through the crowd and whispered, "Tristan, what happened? Where is Sierra? Tomas went to pick her up, but nobody was at the estate."Tristan tightened his grip on his phone until his knuckles turned white."Her phone is off, and her location is gone!" He gritted his teeth, squeezing each word through the gaps. "She played me!"Another friend, Cole Sloan, edged closer. "Is this because you went af
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Chapter 6
Surveillance footage from all over the city had piled up on Tristan's desk, yet after three straight days and nights without sleep, he still hadn't found a single useful lead.Tomas finally walked into the office, looking almost as exhausted as his boss."Sir, we found her!"Tristan's head snapped up, his bloodshot eyes locking onto the assistant."Where?""Ms. Perry didn't take a plane, nor did she take a high-speed route." Tomas swallowed hard, handing over a still image from a security camera. "She took a long-distance budget train. Her destination is Anchorage, Alaska."Tristan stared at the grainy image of Sierra sitting by the window, looking thin and worn. A sharp ache went through his chest.She had always hated long train rides more than anything, complaining about the cramped seats, the endless stops, and the stale air.She would never go anywhere unless he booked her first class or at least a private car. Yet now, just to get away from him, she'd chosen the cheapest
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Chapter 7
Sierra's POVWinter in Anchorage was brutal, with snow burying the streets and piling against the rooftops.I rented a small one-story cottage on the edge of town. There was an apple tree in the yard, and every morning I scattered a handful of birdseed beneath its branches for the sparrows that braved the cold.Three months had passed since I left Eldeanford, and in all that time, I hadn't logged into any of my old social media accounts or contacted a single person from my former life.I found a job as a cashier at a neighborhood grocery store. The pay wasn't much, but it was enough to cover the basics and leave me with enough money to buy fresh meat and vegetables without having to count every dollar.The hearing in my left ear had continued to deteriorate.The doctor told me the damage from the medication was permanent, but I wasn't particularly upset about it. Without all those insincere voices filling my head, the world had become quieter, calmer, and somehow easier to bear.
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Chapter 8
"Sick?"Tristan repeated the word under his breath, as if he couldn't believe he'd heard it. "Sierra, don't say things like that just because you're angry."He reached for my arm again, his voice unexpectedly humble and pleading. "I know you've been hurt. You can hit me, yell at me, and do whatever you want... Just come home with me.""I'm not going back." I stepped away before he could touch me. "I'm doing just fine here in Anchorage. I have a job, I have friends, and I sleep peacefully every night."I pointed to the weathered little gate a short distance away. "It isn't anything like Lakeside Estate, but it's my home now. Please stop interfering with my life."I walked past him and pulled out my key to unlock the gate."Sierra!"His voice cracked with desperation behind me. "Do you really think you can hide here and get rid of me? If I wanted to, I could buy every house on this street. I could even buy the grocery store where you work."My hand pushing the door open paused. I
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Chapter 9
That night, a blizzard swept through Anchorage.In the middle of the night, violent pounding on the gate woke me.I threw on a coat and stepped outside. Through the narrow opening in the door, I saw Tristan kneeling in the snow, dressed in nothing but a thin hospital gown.His face was burning with fever, and every breath came with a harsh, violent cough. Dario Cooper and Chad were trying desperately to pull him back toward the SUV."Sierra..." Tristan clung to the gate, his fingernails digging into the wood hard enough to leave bloody marks. "Please, just let me see her. I only want to see her one last time."He broke free of Chad's grip and slammed his forehead against the gate. "Sierra, I'll pay for everything I've done with my life. Please... forgive me."I stood on the other side of the gate and listened to him beg, but I had no intention of opening it. In the end, I just turned around, went back inside, and switched off the lights.Eventually, his friends managed to drag h
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