All Chapters of Erased Vows: Chapter 31 - Chapter 33

The Chicago skyline glittered through the townhouse window, its lights sharp against the quiet streets. I stood in Liam’s guest room, staring at the emerald-green dress hanging on the closet door, its silky fabric catching the lamplight. Tonight was the Grey Group’s gala, a glitzy affair to toast the expansion progress we’d toured in Greece. My stomach churned, not just from the memory of the break-in at my place or the threatening note *Last chance. Stay away from him* but because of her. Liam’s fiancée, Clairisse, would be there, clinging to his arm as his plus one, oblivious to the truth that I was his wife, or used to be, before his accident stole our past.I smoothed my hands over my jeans, trying to steady my breath. The last few weeks living with Liam had been a strange comfort, shared breakfasts of oatmeal and coffee, lunches of grilled cheese, evenings laughing over movies and popcorn. His easy smiles, his thoughtful gestures like bringing me tea, made it feel like home, lik

Liam’s POVThe ballroom was a sea of glitter and noise, chandeliers casting light across suits and gowns, the clink of champagne glasses sharp in my ears. The Grey Group gala was in full swing, celebrating the expansion we’d pushed forward in Greece those cliffside hotels I’d walked through with Nita, her notes sharp and her smile brighter than the Mediterranean sun. Tonight, though, she was a shadow, slipping through the crowd with a tight smile that didn’t reach her eyes. I stood by Clarisse, my fiancée, her red dress bold against the room’s glow, her hand light on my arm as we greeted board members and investors. But my eyes kept finding Nita, her emerald dress catching the light like the sea we’d swum in, and something in my chest tightened every time she looked away.Clarisse’s laugh rang out, polished and perfect, as she charmed an investor with a story about Paris. I nodded along, my tie feeling too tight, my mind on Nita. She’d been off all night quiet, withdrawn, not the wo