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Chapter 11 Barely Covered

Author: Sathara
Christine's P.O.V.

No one had warned me how hard it would be to be a single mother to three little angels. The joy of winning my freedom faded quickly as my savings dwindled and job opportunities remained scarce. I thought that once I was far away from Elliot, I'd stop crying at night, but I was wrong.

When my babies were asleep, I locked myself in the tiny bathroom of my cramped apartment—the only place I could afford—and cried. I cracked my knuckles, racked my brain, and tried to figure out how I would put food on the table the next day.

Many times, I considered calling my damned ex-husband and asking for money for his children, but every time my fingers hovered over the dial button, my pride stopped me. That same pride kept me going, forcing me to survive without him.

All it took was seeing his smug face plastered across magazine covers to remember why I hated him. His new status as a wealthy divorcé had made him the number one most eligible bachelor—desired, envied, and untou
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