Chapter TwoPiper’s POVThe slam of the door echoed in my ears like a gunshot. My hands trembled at my sides, the phantom imprint of his grip still burning into my skin. I stood in the hallway, numb, staring at the closed door as if it might open again and everything would reverse—the betrayal, the humiliation, the cold look in his eyes.But it didn’t…..nothing happened. I turned slowly, one hand brushing the wall for balance. The marble floors of Ethan’s empire gleamed beneath the sterile lights, mocking me with their perfection. Everything in this building was crafted for control, power, illusion. It was just like him.Selena’s laugh still rang in my ears.I walked out of the building in a haze, not stopping at the elevator but taking the stairs down all fifteen floors and each step was a descent into reality, into the kind of pain you don’t cry about—you survive it.I came out of the company and the city air hit me like a slap, cold and damp, but at least it was real.I didn’t go
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