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Chapter 28: The Letter That Breaks the Illusion

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The zipper caught on the old fabric for a moment, the way it always did on this suitcase. Andrea tugged harder, fingers trembling. She hadn’t meant to open it—only moved it out of the closet to make room for the boxes she’d begun packing. A quiet, half-hearted attempt at reclaiming space.

But then something thin and yellowed had fluttered from the inner lining.

A folded letter.

No envelope. No name. Just creases softened by time, corners curled. She would’ve ignored it—should’ve—but something about the handwriting made her stomach twist.

She sat on the edge of the bed, unfolded it slowly. And read.

> Celina,

I don’t know how to begin this except to say that every time I leave you, I feel like I’m walking away from the only thing that ever made sense to me. I’m sorry for the hours I lose to the world I live in—the one that isn’t ours. You deserve better. You always have. But I am selfish. I am broken. And you? You’re the light that makes my shadows look like something worth surv
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  • Your Husband's Real Wife   Chapter 28: The Letter That Breaks the Illusion

    The zipper caught on the old fabric for a moment, the way it always did on this suitcase. Andrea tugged harder, fingers trembling. She hadn’t meant to open it—only moved it out of the closet to make room for the boxes she’d begun packing. A quiet, half-hearted attempt at reclaiming space. But then something thin and yellowed had fluttered from the inner lining. A folded letter. No envelope. No name. Just creases softened by time, corners curled. She would’ve ignored it—should’ve—but something about the handwriting made her stomach twist. She sat on the edge of the bed, unfolded it slowly. And read. > Celina, I don’t know how to begin this except to say that every time I leave you, I feel like I’m walking away from the only thing that ever made sense to me. I’m sorry for the hours I lose to the world I live in—the one that isn’t ours. You deserve better. You always have. But I am selfish. I am broken. And you? You’re the light that makes my shadows look like something worth surv

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    "Andrea, please…" It's another day of Gabriel trying to win back Andrea, because he still not able to find where Celina is. He exhaled shakily, dragging a hand down his face. "What do you want me to say?" "That you love me?" she said bitterly. "That you’re sorry? That Celina was a phase or a mistake or a misunderstanding?" He didn’t answer. "God, Gabriel…" She looked away, blinking hard. "You don’t even deny it anymore." He stood up suddenly. "I made mistakes, okay? I—I got overwhelmed, I didn’t know how to stop it once it started—" "You married her." "It wasn’t supposed to go that far!" he shouted, voice cracking. "I didn’t mean for any of this to happen the way it did!" Andrea flinched—not from fear, but from how familiar those words sounded now. He said the same thing the night she first discovered the number on his phone. He said it again when she found the hidden receipt for a ring that never reached her. "You didn’t mean to love her?" she asked quietly. And like before

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  • Your Husband's Real Wife   Chapter 23: Cowardice

    “You lied to my face,” Andrea said quietly. Gabriel turned from the mirror, mid-way through buttoning his shirt. “What are you talking about?” Andrea held up her phone. She's done accepting all his bullshits. The screen glowed with an image—him and Celina. Arm around her waist. That same lazy, intimate smile he used to give her. Gabriel’s eyes flicked to it, and for a second, something shifted behind them—panic, maybe. Then came the performance. His face softened, his voice dropped, warm but wounded. “Where did you get that?” “That’s all you have to say?” Andrea’s voice broke. “Not even going to try and deny it?” He stepped closer. “Andrea, listen—” She took a step back. “No. You listen!" Her voice was shaking now, her breath unsteady. “I saw you, Gabriel. I followed you. I watched you walk into her building like it was yours. Like she was yours.” Gabriel’s jaw clenched. “It’s not what you think.” “Oh, really? Then what is it? Because it looks a lot like betrayal to me.” S

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