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Chapter Thirteen The Sharp Tongue

Author: Sam-crowned
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-08 18:53:13

Sarah’s POV

I turned the door handle and stepped into the car, trying to keep my emotions in check. Beside me, Cynthia remained quiet. As we pulled away, I glanced into the side mirror and caught one last glimpse of Abraham and that woman, his so-called cousin, still admiring the new car he had bought her.

If I said this didn’t hurt my feelings to the brim, then I’d be lying. Of course it did. This was someone I had been married to for ten years. And now, when I was at my weakest, battling an illness that could take my life, he chose to shower another woman with attention. A woman he dared to call his cousin, even while publicly romancing her under my nose.

The silence in the car was thick and uncomfortable. Cynthia didn’t say a single word throughout the drive. She just sat quietly, her eyes staring out the window, lost in thought.

I took her to her room. She walked in without protest and settled on her bed like someone twice her age, weighed down by something heavy. Her little face
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