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LOGINRiley Anderson built her life on the illusion of a perfect marriage, only to watch it crumble when the man she loved chose her sister instead. Betrayed, humiliated and discarded, she should have walked away quietly, crying from how poorly she got treated by the man she gave up everything for, but Riley isn’t ready to surrender the life, the name, or the power she fought to build and keep. If love couldn’t bind him, maybe revenge will.
View MoreRiley’s POVThe drive home was dead silent. Claire kept glancing at me from the corner of her eye, but she didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to. My mind was still stuck in that hospital room, the smell of disinfectant, the steady beep of the monitor, the weight of the doctor’s words echoing in my head.I was pregnant.I had spent the entire ride convincing myself to breathe normally, to look forward to the next day and just get home.When we turned into my street, I thought I was hallucinating. A sleek white Mercedes was parked right in front of my gate, the kind of car that clearly didn’t belong in this quiet neighborhood. For a moment, I thought maybe one of my new neighbors had guests. But as Claire slowed down, I could see her…. Sophia, leaning casually against the car, her arms folded, phone in one hand, she wore that self-satisfied smile that made my stomach twist.I felt Claire stiffen beside me.“What in the fucking hell is she doing here?” Claire muttered, parking the c
Adrian’s POVI wasn’t supposed to be at the hospital this morning. If the board meeting hadn’t been pushed back an hour, I would have been on my way to the office, not rushing through the hospital parking lot, juggling my phone and car keys.But life always had a funny way of throwing you off.I had just gotten off the phone with my secretary when I spotted them… two women by a silver car, one of them clearly struggling to walk properly. The other was trying to help her into the passenger seat, speaking softly and steadying her by the arm.It took me a while to recognize who it was.Riley.My hand froze on the car door handle. For a second, everything around me just blurred.I hadn’t seen her since that day in the parking lot. The day we both pretended not to know what the other was thinking. The day she looked me in the eyes and walked away without saying a single word.And now here she was… I didn’t know why it hit me that hard, but it did. Something about the way she moved or didn
Claire’s POVThe smell of antiseptic had already started to sting my nose. I had been sitting in that white corridor for what felt like hours, my foot tapping against the tiled floor as if it could make the doctor appear faster. I didn’t even realize my hands were shaking until I dropped my phone for the third time.Riley had been inside for over an hour now. When I brought her here earlier, she could barely walk. Her face pale, her lips dry, and her hands… God, they were trembling so much I had to hold them steady just to help her sign up the form.She didn’t even say much on the way here. Just sat there, clutching her stomach and staring out the window like she could see through the world. I kept talking to her, trying to keep her conscious, but she only gave short answers, or none at all. It scared me. Riley was the strongest person I knew, and seeing her like that made me feel utterly useless.The door finally opened, and the doctor stepped out. She was a middle-aged woman, her
Claire’s POVIt’s been over a week since Riley last came around, and every day since, something inside me itched with unease. She always kept saying she was fine, her voice soft and small over the phone. But I knew her too well to believe that. Riley never says much when she’s hurting; she just goes quiet, shutting everyone out, and drowns herself into silence until it becomes unbearable.This morning, I called again.“Riley?”Her faint and dry voice came after a few rings. “Hey, Claire.”“Where are you? I haven’t seen you all week.” I asked, pacing around my living room.“I’m home,” There was a pause, and then, “I’m fine.”She sounded anything but fine right now.“Are you sure? You sound very weak, Riley.”“I’m okay, just tired.”I hesitated, listening to the way her breath hitched on the other end. It didn’t sound like the kind of tiredness that came from lack of sleep. It was heavier, like something deeper and it was eating her up inside.“Alright, just… call me if you need anyth
Riley’s POVI didn’t answer, I just stood, watching her say all she could say.She tilted her head. “Sophia and I spoke. She told me everything.”Of course she did. They would do anything…just anything to bring me down, just like they’ve always had.“Yeah. I’m sure she did,” I laughed bitterly.Samantha’s smile widened, her perfectly glossed lips curving with satisfaction.“She does feel awful about what happened between you and Ethan, you know. She said it all got… complicated. But I suppose marriages do fall apart for all sorts of reasons, don’t they, Riley?”Her words cut through me. But I didn’t flinch, I didn’t shake, but she saw something; her eyes gleamed like she’d found a weakness worth pressing on.“You know, you two were always so perfect,” she continued, folding her arms. “People used to talk about how compatible you two looked together all the time. ‘THE PERFECT COUPLE,’ everyone said. You had the cars, the houses, the connections, the money, the business dinners….and no
Riley’s POVThe scent of roasted beans and something sweet, maybe cinnamon, smelled faintly around the café, but it didn’t lift my mood. I sat there staring at the folder in front of me, the one with the divorce papers, the final end to what used to be my marriage. The folder looked plain, harmless, simple and white….but it felt heavier than a stone sitting on my chest.Across from me was my lawyer, Mrs. Carter, folded her arms and studied me quietly. She was kind, mid-forties maybe, she was the kind of woman who always wore soft colors and spoke like she firmly understood more than she said.“Mrs. Spears, before we go through with this, I just want to be sure. Divorces…they don’t just destroy marriages. They change people. You’re emotional right now. Maybe you should take a day or two to think this through.”I smiled faintly, “I’ve been thinking for months, Mrs. Carter. Every night I’ve had to convince myself to stay when everything inside me was screaming at me to leave. I’ve thoug
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