MasukKaren and Harvey married as part of a contract, but over time she came to believe that their marriage had turned into real love. That is, until Harvey’s first love returned, and he discarded her as if she meant nothing. Betrayed, humiliated, and without a home, Karen decides to leave everything behind and rebuild her life. But Harvey realizes the mistake he made and will do everything to win her back. Will he succeed in reclaiming her heart, or will Karen remain steadfast on her own path?
Lihat lebih banyakKaren POV The sharp crack of the slap echoed through the hallway. For a few seconds, no one moved. Maggie brought a hand to her cheek, slowly turning her head toward Ashley. Her eyes were wide, but the shock on her face vanished almost as quickly as it had appeared. Then she laughed. A short, contemptuous laugh. “You just made the biggest mistake of your life.” Ashley folded her arms and stared her down. “And you just learned that not every woman is going to stand there and take it while you run that filthy mouth of yours.” “Ashley!” I grabbed her arm. Maggie ran her tongue along the inside of her cheek and smoothed her hair, as though deciding whether Ashley was even worth getting her hands dirty over. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I don’t usually fight women who clearly have nothing left to lose.” Ashley stepped forward. “Say that again.” “Ashley, please!” I moved between them. Maggie looked my friend up and down. “Lovely company you keep, Karen. I’m starting to understa
Karen POVThe day began with a shy ray of sunlight slipping through the living room window. Kaleb, already awake, ran back and forth, banging two wooden spoons against pots, creating a sound he proudly called his “morning band.”“Look, Aunt Karen!” he exclaimed, his eyes shining. “I’m making music!”I smiled and sat down on the rug beside him. “Oh yeah? Then let’s see who plays better. Ready to compete?”Ashley appeared in the kitchen, a mug of coffee in hand, smiling at the cheerful chaos Kaleb was creating. “This one’s going to be short, but fun,” she said, glancing around at the room cluttered with toys and little pots.Kaleb banged harder, laughing. “I’m the champion!”“Challenge accepted,” I replied, grabbing a wooden spoon and improvising a rhythm. Soon we were all banging on pots, laughing out loud, the music completely improvised—messy, disorganized, but fun. Kaleb laughed so hard he almost dropped a pot on the floor.While our little competition continued, Ashley moved closer
Karen POVThe taxi stopped in front of Ashley’s house, and for one moment that lasted too long, I didn’t move.I stayed seated in the back seat, staring at the familiar façade, the lights on, the curtain slightly open. It was an ordinary house—simple, warm, welcoming.I paid the driver, thanked him, and got out.The night air was colder now. A dry, persistent cold. I pulled my coat tighter around my body and dragged the suitcase to the door. My hands were shaking when I pressed the doorbell. Once. Twice.The door opened almost immediately.Ashley appeared barefoot, wearing an oversized sweatshirt, her hair tied up carelessly—exactly how she always looked at home. She tried to smile, that automatic smile of someone expecting something normal—but it died the instant her eyes met mine.Not the “fine” Karen.Not the “in control” Karen.The broken Karen.“Kar—”The sob came before any words.As soon as Ashley closed the door behind us, my legs simply gave out. I clung to her as if she were
Karen POVI wandered aimlessly for a few minutes, feeling the weight of my body heavier than it should have been. The house’s garden stretched out in front of me, perfectly maintained. The flowers were trimmed, the lawn immaculate, everything exactly the way Harvey liked it: organized, controlled, without excess.I took a deep breath.The air didn’t help.“Mrs. Blaine…”The voice came softly, hesitant.I turned slowly, remembering, that I was no longer Mrs. Blaine. It was Emily.She held the suitcase in one hand; the other clutched her coat, as if she needed something to hold on to. Emily couldn’t have been more than twenty-six, but her eyes were far too tired for someone so young. There was a contained, respectful sadness there—the kind that doesn’t show off, but doesn’t hide either.“This…,” she began, her voice low, choosing her words carefully, “Mr. Blaine asked me to prepare this.”I looked at the suitcase.Then at her.“Thank you, Emily,” I replied gently. My voice came out st












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