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Chapter 1

*Sara Michaels* *”I can't do this anymore. I've tried. God knows I tried. But my heart isn't with you anymore.Emily came back into my life, and I realized what I've been missing. She's the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. She's loyal and everything I need in a woman. I'm sorry for the pain. You deserve better. I'll bring the divorce papers. By the time I arrive tomorrow morning, I should not find you in my house. Don't make this difficult.”* *Tom* The words blurred as tears filled her eyes. Sara's knees buckled **** Sara Michaels stared at the plain white envelope on the kitchen counter like it was a bomb about to explode. Her hands shook as she picked it up. The handwriting on the front was Tom's…The same neat way he signed their marriage contract three years ago, the very same way he signed million-dollar deals without blinking. She had come home early from her design classes, something small she started recently since Tom was always away from home. She w
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Chapter 2

Sara Michaels Sara sat in the cold hospital corridor with her knees pulled to her chest, staring at the white tile floor like it held answers. Her phone was still clutched in her hand from the call that had ripped her out of the house. The emergency call had come just minutes after the wine bottle shattered…She heard her mom’s voice, it was so weak, breathless: “Sara… come quickly. I'm dying.” Sara had barely registered Mariah’s photo falling from her pocket. One glance at the old childhood picture of her younger self smiling in a strange garden she didn't recall. Her stomach had twisted even tighter. How did Mariah have that? Why would she carry it? But before Sara could open her mouth to ask, the phone rang again, and everything else disappeared. Now here she was, guilt chewing at her insides. She could feel the judgemental stares from everyone who was passing by. Everyone knew who she was. Mrs McCarthy. And now, she felt like she owed the world an explanation as to why a to
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Chapter 3

Sara MichaelsThe first light of dawn crept through the curtains. Sara sat on the bottom step of the staircase, knees drawn up, her arms wrapped around herself. The house was silent except for the faint tick of the clock in the hall each second stretching longer than the last. She hadn’t slept. She hadn’t moved much since returning from the hospital, the taste of Tom’s cold refusal still bitter on her tongue.Her mother’s pale face, her fragile breathing shallow kept flashing behind her eyes.She thought about the amount. Fifty thousand dollars. A number that never felt impossible before, she was a rich man's wife afterall. But now it was a number that could steal her mother away if she didn’t fight for it.She heard his car engine roaring before she saw it: the low purr of Tom’s car rolling into the driveway. The engine cut off and a door slammed. Then another. Sara’s heart lurched. She stood slowly, smoothing her wrinkled dress with trembling hands. She had rehearsed this moment
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Chapter 4

Tom McCarthy I sat in the glass-walled office on the forty-second floor, in New York city. The new app was almost ready, the only thing that was needed was one more round of bug fixes and we’d launch to the investors. A move that would make me a billionaire….And I would finally buy back Sara's company as our anniversary gift. I remember how she and her mom sold it without thinking twice just to save my company, I can't even begin to explain what would have happened if I went bankrupt. My family's legacy would have been trashed. I owed Sara and her mom the best care in this world. I’d been on this trip for two weeks, sleeping four hours a night, living on coffee I barely liked. I missed Sara's coffee. The computer screen glowed with lines of code. I kept typing, deleting, and typing again for what felt like hours. The door opened without a knock. I looked up, feeling annoyed. I didn't like being disturbed. Only Sara or my personal assistant, Mike Johnson was allowed to enter
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Chapter 5

Sara Michaels The knife slipped in my hand, cold steel biting into my finger before I even realized. Blood welled up, bright red against the white cutting board. I hissed, dropping the knife with a clatter. Pain shot through my finger, sharp and hot, but it was nothing compared to the ache in my chest. I wrapped a towel around it, pressing hard to stop the bleeding. Tears pricked my eyes…not from the cut, but from everything. How had my marriage turned so sour? Just three years ago, Tom looked at me like I was his world. Now, I was cooking for his mistress in our kitchen, begging for scraps to save my mom. My heart squeezed. I had given him everything…my love, my time, my trust. And for what? A letter? A divorce? A man who wouldn't even look at me without hate in his eyes? I blinked back the tears. No. I wouldn't cry. The door swung open. Emily sauntered in, hips swaying, her cream dress still perfect from the morning. She glanced at the blood, then at me, and burst into la
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Chapter 6

Sara Michaels I pressed my palms over my ears, trying to block out the sounds drifting down from upstairs. Emily’s giggles, mixed with soft moans that made my stomach turn. Tom’s low voice answered her in a very intimate and possessive way. Something I thought he would only do with me. I could not believe to imagine what was probably going on in there. But it made my heart bleed. "Tom...Stooooppp....It tickles..." Emily exclaimed, her high pitched voice was shaky. Their bed…the bed that used to be mine…creaked rhythmically. I squeezed my eyes shut. I didn’t want to hear this. Didn’t want to imagine him touching her the way he once touched me. The way he promised he always would. My phone alarm suddenly cut through the noise, sharp and insistent. I jumped, heart racing. I had completely forgotten. “ The appointment.” I face palmed myself. I needed to get checked. My periods hadn’t come in a month. Stress, probably. Or maybe… No. I pushed the thought away. I couldn’t be pregnan
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Chapter 7

Sara MichaelsThe house was colder that morning, even though the sun was already climbing high outside the windows from the dark clouds..It almost looked.like it may rain. I stood in the kitchen, hands still damp from washing the breakfast dishes Emily had barely touched. My finger throbbed under the fresh bandage from yesterday’s cut. Every little sound from upstairs made my shoulders tense…The sound of Emily’s laughter, Tom’s low voice answering her, the occasional creak of the floorboards. They hadn’t come down yet. I told myself it was better that way. Better not to see them together. Better not to let my heart bleed again in front of them.I wiped the counter slowly, trying to keep my mind blank, when the door swung open behind me.Emily walked in wearing one of Tom’s silk shirts….my favorite one, the pale blue he used to wear when we went out for dinner. When he was still in love with me. It hung loose on her, the sleeves rolled up, the hem brushing her thighs. She looked l
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Chapter 8

Kingsley SalvatoreI woke up with Sara's name already in my head.Damn it, I knew it was weird because she is married.I lay there staring at the ceiling, with one arm thrown over my eyes, trying to push the image away. It didn’t work. She was there…clear as yesterday. Those glacier-blue eyes red from crying she tried to hide. The way her voice shook when she talked about how passionate she was about coding , like she was learning in order to set herself free. The quiet way she held that class card like it was the only thing keeping her from falling apart.I rolled onto my side, sheets twisting around my legs.She looked so damn distressed and fragile, and completely broken. There was something stubborn under all that pain, something that refused to bend. It reminded me of someone else. Someone from four years ago.The memory came so sudden, the way it always did when I let myself remember.I remember the heavy pouring rain, the screeching tires and metal from my car twisting as it
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Chapter 9

Tom McCarthyThe office smelled like fresh coffee and money, the way it always did on launch mornings. Floor-to-ceiling glass, city skyline bleeding gold through the blinds, my team buzzing quietly...behind frosted partitions. Everyone moved fast..headphones on, fingers flying over keyboards, voices low and urgent. They knew what today meant.One successful launch and McCarthy Tech would cross the billion-dollar valuation line. One flawless rollout and the investors would stop breathing down my neck. One clean execution and I’d finally be untouchable.I sat at my desk, sleeves rolled to the elbows, staring at the final build on my triple monitors. The app looked perfect..sleek UI, smooth animations, metrics green across the board. My product lead, Marcus, hovered near the door, arms crossed, waiting for the word.“Everything’s locked,” he said. “Servers are scaled. Beta testers gave it 4.8. We’re ready whenever you are.”I nodded once. “Give me five minutes.”He left quietly. The doo
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Chapter 10

Sara MichaelsThe next morning came too soon.I stood under the shower longer than I should have, letting the hot water pound against my shoulders until my skin turned pink. Yesterday’s cold still lingered in my bones...like the patio water, like Tom’s stare, like Emily’s laugh echoing in my ears. I scrubbed hard, as if soap could wash away the humiliation, the memory of standing soaked and shivering while they watched from above.When I stepped out, steam fogged the mirror. I wiped a circle with my palm and looked at myself.Tired but not defeated.I opened the closet. My clothes...once neatly organized, now shoved to one side to make room for Emily’s endless designer pieces...felt foreign. I hadn’t worn anything nice in weeks. Hadn’t wanted to. What was the point when every day felt like punishment?But today… today was different. I had class.Kingsley’s academy. 10 a.m. sharp.I deserved to look like a person, not a broken thing.I pulled out a pair of skinny jeans I hadn’t touche
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