Sera Jennings had the perfect life—until her husband’s first love, Vivienne, knocks on their door claiming she has one year to live. One year for her husband, Darius, to “be there for her.” One year to take Sera’s place in her marriage… and in her daughter’s heart. When every lie is believed and every truth is twisted, everyone is convinced she’ll break. But Sera has one last move that could change everything. This time, she’s ready to play their game. Will her comeback destroy them… or destroy her?
View MoreSERAI guess they didn't know I was still there.My hands were still wrapped in white bandages from pulling glass out of my skin earlier. The cuts throbbed with each heartbeat, but the pain in my chest was far worse. I sat in the back of my car in the hospital parking lot, watching Lucy walk Luna toward the main doors.Luna looked so small in her pink dress, her little hand holding tight to Lucy's fingers. She didn't look back for me. Not even once.I pressed my forehead against the cool window and closed my eyes. Maybe I should just drive home. Maybe I should just let them have their perfect little reunion without me there to ruin it.But then I remembered."Her coat." The words came out as a whisper to my empty car.Luna's favorite jacket was still on the seat next to me—the purple one with stars that she insisted on wearing everywhere. The evening air was getting cold, and she'd freeze without it.Even if she hated me, even if she wanted Vivienne to be her mother instead, I couldn
DARIUSMy hands gripped the steering wheel so tight my knuckles went white. Vivienne trembled against my chest in the passenger seat, her bandaged arm cradled carefully between us. Every red light felt like torture, every second stolen from getting her help.How could Sera do this? The question burned in my mind as I watched Vivienne's pale face. She was a pianist—her hands were everything. And she was dying. How could my wife be so cruel, so heartless? Just because Vivienne played piano at her birthday party? The jealousy was pathetic! I thought she was smarter than this! My jaw clenched as another thought hit me. Sera could go to prison for this. Assault charges. Did she even think about Luna before she lost control? Our four-year-old daughter would grow up with a mother behind bars.The hospital's emergency room doors slid open with a sharp hiss. I carried Vivienne inside, her blood seeping through the makeshift bandage."Help! She's lost a lot of blood!" I called out, my voice
SERA I caught my reflection in the bathroom mirror, pale skin, puffy red eyes that screamed failure. My chest tightened as I heard the footsteps outside the door. "Just a minute!" I called out, grabbing my makeup bag with shaking fingers. I had to look perfect. If any guest saw me like this, Darius's family would have more ammunition. See? She can't even hold herself together at her own party. Not that they'd bothered showing up anyway. I dabbed concealer under my eyes, trying to erase the evidence of my breakdown. My hands trembled as I applied lipstick, the red color mocking me—almost as bold as Vivienne's dress. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door. Vivienne stood there, arms crossed, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "Look at you," she said, her voice dripping with fake concern. "So broken already." Heat rushed to my cheeks. Even dying, she looked more alive than I felt. "This isn't your business," I said, stepping around her. My shoulder brushed hers as I tried to pa
DARIUS I rubbed my temples, trying to push away the headache building behind my eyes. Sera's face kept flashing in my mind—those hurt, angry tears she tried to hide from everyone. Why did she always have to make things so hard? I loosened my tie and walked toward the toy room where Luna's laughter echoed down the hall. At least someone was happy today. My daughter's giggles mixed with Vivienne's soft voice, and for a moment, it sounded like music. "Daddy!" Luna ran to me the second I stepped into the room, her little arms wrapping around my legs. "Look what Vivienne taught me!" She showed me how to make the music box play different songs by turning tiny keys. Her face glowed with excitement, and my chest tightened. When was the last time Sera had looked at our daughter like this—with pure joy instead of worry and exhaustion? "That's wonderful, sweetheart." I kissed the top of her head, breathing in that sweet smell of children's shampoo. "Why don't you keep practicing while I t
SERA Today was supposed to be my day. My 29th birthday. Just one more year to 30, an age where many women would begin to question their purpose. But I have gifts that make me love every moment, my husband, my daughter…they are my purpose. I was excited to celebrate my birthday with them, but the party was no longer for me; I was practically invisible while guests bustled.I hid in the corner of my own stairs, watching her steal my life. My hands gripped the rail so hard they hurt. The piano music filled our living room, but it wasn't for me. It was for her. Vivienne's fingers moved across the keys like she owned them. Like she owned my house.My throat felt tight. Every note hurt. "Amazing!" The guests praised, forgetting their drinks as they crowded around her red dress. She looked so sure of herself while I felt like nobody could see me in my birthday dress. But Darius made it worse. My husband stood by the piano, staring at her hands like they were magic. That hungry look
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