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Kaya POV

Kaya Williams, you are such a fool.

The words repeat in my head over and over again. My eyes scan the room, reporters sticking microphones in his face, yelling question after question.

“Alright, everyone. Let’s settle down before this goes out of control.” Tom smiles at the crowd; through the throng of people, his eyes land on mine.

With disgust, annoyance, and a roll of his eyes, he turns back to the woman beside him, arms wrapped around Tom like he's the price.

“I want to officially introduce everyone to my new fiancée, Riley Williams” he stretches her name, his eyes not leaving mine.

The betrayal stings, and my heart breaks more than I thought it could when they first walked into the room.

“New fiance" my mind grinds at the words, here I am, his wife of seven years, the woman who gave up her entire life for him, I helped him with his football career, with my brains and physics and with me by his side, he always made a goal, I always made sure of it.

And today, just as he is about to hit it big, signs into the Lions football team, he betrays me.. For her?

The team's doctor and the woman masquerading as me.

My heart aches, but my fingers clench into my palm, my face turning pink, the tears fall from my eyes but my anger is worse.

Tom thinks I'm just some orphaned girl with no money, replaceable, after all the years of giving him my love, being his faithful wife, protecting him from my uncle and father's wrath, defending him anytime they tried to drag me home to my birthright

And today? He betrays me.

“And yeah, everyone that's Kaya, my now ex-wife” he steps forward the crowd parting to me exposing my tear-stricken face to the cameras.

Everyone holds their breath as he walks towards me, a pile of paper in his hands, he smirks, cold and brutal.

“No hurt feelings I hope Kaya, I guess it was just never meant to be” his eyes twinkle under the flashing cameras.

“Here you should sign these and right before I get back to the house, your bags should be packed and ready to go” he smirks, raising the pile of paper in his hands.

“Tom-” I manage to crack out his name, my lips shaking and my heart sinking deeper than the ocean.

He laughs, the deep sound I used to enjoy so much but now turned to me in mockery.

“Don’t bother now Kaya, don’t beg, I can't accept a low life like you Kaya, I am now a major football star, with the best woman on my arm” he turns around to Riley, her arms crossed over her body. A sly smile on her lips

He sends her a wink and turns back to me, his lip pulls into a wide smile and before I can love, the pile of paper is slammed in my face.

I feel a sharp cut on my cheek as they flutter to the floor, the cameras capturing every moment as he abandons his wife, divorces her, and leaves her for a “better” woman

He steps back, A snarky smile still on his lips, “You should go, don't let the door hit you on your way out”

He turns around and just like that I melt into the crowd, Everyone watches on, flashing their camera at the drama as he heads to the table, Riley by his side, they start with the signing ceremony.

I stand there left to pick up the pieces, I glance down at the piece of paper to see it’s our divorce, bitterness fills me at the betrayal.

It stings more because I defended and believed in him much more than his own convincing mother, I was always there for him, I picked up the pieces anytime he failed, I worked numerous jobs to keep our home afloat, and I kept myself away from my luxury to be with him.

And this is how I'm paid?

I grab the piece of paper tightly in my grasp and turn around.

He wants me gone?

Alright

But Tom Whinely, this will not be the last you hear from me.

The drive back to the house is smooth, I still don't let the tears fall, I hold them back as my mind comes up with different ways to go about this.

The car comes to a stop in front of the apartment block, the old building we were about to move out of, and into the luxurious penthouses they gift the top players.

I slam the door behind me and sit right in the living room with my bags already packed right beside her is Tom’s mother.

I breathe hard, her blonde hair shining in the morning sun.

“Urgggh, thank God you're here, I've been starving” she whines standing up, throwing the magazine she was glancing through on the couch, She smiles at me like she and her son did not just con me.

“Oh right, you're no longer our maid” she giggles stepping past my bags, “I'm guessing you have signed the divorce papers then?” She turns to the paper still in my grasp.

“You are going to regret this” I snap, my eyes narrowed at her

She steps back, her hand on her chest as she pants briefly, “Oh oh, I’m so scared” she mocks, laughing right after, “What can poor old Kaya do?” she laughs again like I'm some sick joke.

“Sign the divorce papers and leave my son alone, I am tired of you leeching off him” She takes a threatening step towards me, eyes wide.

“Me leach off him?” My frown deepens, “I am the one who has been helping him all these years, I've been on Tom and you beck and call for years!” My voice rise as I step closer to her

She huffs rolling her eyes, “Well now we have someone better, someone bigger, the heiress of the Williams group, the same football team Tom is now signed to” Her voice booms across the apartment

“Does that ring any bells?” she smirks

“Soon my son, Tom will marry her and they will be the ultimate power couple, the football prince and his heiress" she sings songs with a wide smile, turning to me the smile fades

“Now sign it or else-” she narrows her eyes at me.