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58. Poisoned Plans

Author: Lily's Ecstasy
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Chapter 58: Poisoned Plans

SARAH’S POV

The living room was dim, the Miami sunset casting long shadows through the windows, the air thick with tension I’d been brewing for weeks. I stood by the kitchen counter, my hands gripping a glass of orange juice, the crushed sedative dissolving invisibly, my heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and dread. It’s been two weeks since I’d drugged Ethan, since I’d climbed on top of him, his body limp, his mind gone, my first step into pinning my pregnancy on him to secure my hold.

But it wasn’t enough—his distance, his absence, his refusal to touch me since that night gnawed at me, a constant reminder that my plan was fraying. My belly hadn’t started showing yet, but time was ticking, and if Ethan ever admitted we hadn’t been intimate, the questions would come, the suspicions would unravel everything. I needed him compliant, needed him to consummate this sham of a marriage, to make my lie stick.

The front door creaked open, and Ethan walked in
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