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Chapter 8

Author: All_about_me
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-07 20:36:47

Riley’s POV

I couldn’t stay any longer in that house and left immediately, because being there was like a weight pressing down heavily on me.

Sophia loved Ethan; she adored him, cared for him, she had always wanted to be with him, and he did the same for her.

Whereas I, who had been doing more than these things for him, never got any acknowledgment.

Tears blurred my eyes as I quickly got into my car, I took off my glasses, throwing them into the back seat as I sobbed.

After all these years, this was what I got from the man I loved, from the one person I called my sister, from the people I called my family.

It was fucked up…just fucking fucked up!

I hated myself for being this weak, for crying over a man who never for once reciprocated my feelings, for a man I treated as my husband, and he treated me, his wife, as a total stranger.

I started up the car and drove off the premises, not looking back once more.

And then I made up my mind, if she wanted him, she could have him.

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