I AM COOKED!Michael's POV I went upstairs like a man walking toward his own execution.The bedroom door creaked as I pushed it open, and the familiar scent of the room—our room—hit me with cruel force. Everything looked the same. The bed. The curtains. The framed wedding photo on the wall, smiling lies frozen in time. My legs gave way.I sank onto the edge of the bed, elbows on my knees, head bowed. For the first time in years, I couldn’t think straight. My thoughts collided, shattered, refused to form sense. The rage that had carried me moments ago drained away, leaving something far worse behind which is pain.A hot sting burned behind my eyes. I clenched my jaw, determined not to break. But betrayal has a way of humiliating even the strongest resolve. A tear slipped free. Then another.I laughed once—short, broken. Look at you, Michael, betrayed, foole, reduced to tears by a woman you trusted with your name, your home, your future.I had given up everything for her. Everything!A
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