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Chapter 25: Fractured Trust

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Suzanne’s pov:

I sat in the living room, my mind spiralling, my heart pounding erratically against my ribs. The weight of Dominic’s words pressed down on me like a stone, suffocating and unbearable.

“I can’t give you details.”

The words kept playing over and over in my mind, slicing through the fragile trust I had begun to rebuild with him.

He didn’t even try to ease my fears, didn’t try to assure me that it was nothing. He just left me with those five damning words. No explanation, no comfort. Nothing.

I had spent the last hour pacing the room, clenching and unclenching my fists, trying to convince myself that I was overreacting.

That there was some logical reason why Fiona, the woman who had shattered my life, was calling my husband.

But no matter how much I tried to rationalize it, my gut twisted with unease.

I ran a hand through my hair, frustration bubbling beneath my skin. Why was he being so secretive?

Why was he refusing to let me in? After everything we had been through, aft
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