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Judgement Day 1
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My Husband Faked His Death, So I Moved on Judgement Day 1
Chapter 8 : Judgement Day 1AURORAWhen I get out of here, who was I going to start with? Bryan? His mother? His sister? Amara? The whole Wolfe family? Who would be the first to taste what was burning inside of me? Those were the thoughts in my head as I was escorted to the van.Today my case was being reopened. I wondered what the Wolfe family had to say now to cover their lies. The drive to the court felt long. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. I wondered what fate had in store for me. Most importantly, I wanted to see my son.“Mrs. Wolfe! Mrs. Wolfe! Why are you reopening the case?”“Do you still maintain your innocence?”“How has being in jail for your husband’s murder affected you?”There were a lot of reporters at the court gate. I was a popular fashion designer , of course, it was going to make the headlines.“No report…” Damon said from behind.“You all need to let her move in. Security!”He called out. My hands were cuffed, so I couldn’t push them away. I just bowed my head
My Husband Faked His Death, So I Moved on DAMON
Chapter 7 DAMON I was doing this for her, Aurora, I wasn’t here to mock her like she thinks , I remember when I first saw the news that she was arrested for murder, It was unbelievable , Not my Aurora. I knew for a fact that she couldn’t hurt a fly, Even after all these years we were apart , I still trusted her . I knew she didn’t do it , I saw it in her eyes. When I sent her mother that message offering to help with the case , I had one thing on my mind, and it was to get her out of there. I felt like it was my fault. It was my fault she married into the Wolfe family. I wish I could turn back the hands of time, but I can’t. At least now, I could do her a favor. One that would pay for the way I hurt her years ago. I still remember that night fresh, It haunts me. She was outside in the rain, crying and calling out that I should let her in and that we talk about our relationship. But I was a coward. I watched her from my window. I wish I had the mindset I have now. I would have
My Husband Faked His Death, So I Moved on The Impossible Mighy Be Possible
AURORA“I didn’t make anything up,” I said quickly. “It was Damon’s theory, not mine.”“Damon said that?”“Yes.”Her lips curled in irritation. “Why are you not over your ex?”“I am over him,” I snapped, then exhaled hard. “It’s just humiliating. The man who left me years ago walks back into my life, and now he sees me like this—bruised, in prison clothes, chained to a chair.”“Do you even hear yourself?” Mom’s voice rose. “You’re facing twenty years for a crime you didn’t commit. You might not even survive in here. And you’re worried about a man from your past?”Her words stung. But Damon wasn’t just a man from my past—he was the wound that had never healed. And now he was back, stirring it all up again.“Yes, I hate him,” I admitted bitterly. “That’s why it cuts so deep. Would you want your enemy to see you like this?”She didn’t answer. The silence told me enough.“Maybe bringing him wasn’t the best idea,” she admitted reluctantly. “But he offered to help. He’s powerful, and he’s a
My Husband Faked His Death, So I Moved on A Theory
Chapter 5: A Theory Aurora The idea that my husband might still be alive haunted me for days, weeks, even. Damon had been in and out of the prison cell, preparing for the appeal. He hired a private investigator to look into the city where the supposed murder happened. I didn’t want to believe Bryan was alive. There was no way he would let me go through everything I went through. It was simply impossible. So today, as I waited for my meeting with Damon, my heart was racing. When the time finally came, I hurried to see him. “You look like you have a lot to say,” Damon said, his eyes scanning my face. “I do,” I replied quickly. “I don’t think Bryan is dead. I refuse to believe Bryan would let me go to jail for a murder that didn’t exist. I know you may not like him…” “Why wouldn’t I like him?” Damon cut in sharply. “I’m here as your legal advisor, not as your ex-boyfriend. I’m only doing my job.” I paused, biting my lip, then continued. “Whatever theory you have that he’s
My Husband Faked His Death, So I Moved on A Person From the Past
Chapter 4: A Person from the Past AURORA When the police said I was going to be in jail for a long time, he wasn’t joking. I’ve been locked up for months, so long that I stopped counting. How did I even end up here? I can’t tell. It happened like a dream. The trial was a blur, like a flash of lightning. When the judge’s verdict came out, it was twenty years for conspiracy and murder. Twenty years. The case happened so fast, my fate was decided in less than forty-eight hours. Now, here I am, behind bars. My son was taken away from me, and the fact that he’s now with the Wolfe family breaks my heart even more. They’ve already started planting bad seeds about me, painting me as a murderer. That…that hurts more than the judge’s words. “Hey! What’s that killer doing over there? Come here!” The taunt came from behind. Inmates. Again. I didn’t pay attention. I’ve been the object of bullying since day one, just because I’ve maintained my innocence till the end, i never agree
My Husband Faked His Death, So I Moved on The Arrest
Chapter 3: The ArrestAURORA The world kept moving, but mine had stopped. Every day felt like a new episode of drama with the Wolfe family and the detectives. I was in and out of the station for questioning so much that I’d lost count. The only reason I was home today was because it was Bryan’s funeral.I sat in front of my mirror, dragging a comb through my tangled hair. It barely mattered how I looked, I just needed to show up as the grieving widow. I twisted my hair into a messy bun and slipped on a black robe. The sunglasses I wore weren’t for style; they were hiding my swollen, tear-stained eyes.The Wolfe family had arranged a reception dinner after the service, first the church, then the burial, and now this charade. Honestly, I wished I could stop them, but I had no say in any of it. Throughout the funeral, I felt the weight of every pair of judgmental eyes on me.“Why is she even here?”“She killed her husband and still showed up.”“Why isn’t she behind bars already?”There
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