The rain had not stopped by the time Elena reached the main road. Her dress clung to her skin, heavy with water, and her heels sank into the wet pavement with every step. The cold wind cut through her like a knife, but she barely felt it. Her mind was still trapped in the bedroom she had just left. Sophia’s smile. Adrian’s silence. The divorce papers. Elena wrapped her arms around herself as she walked, trying to steady the storm raging inside her chest. Three years. Three years of marriage, loyalty, and love—gone in a single night. A car rushed past, splashing water across the road. Elena didn’t even react. Her hand slowly moved to her stomach. A secret Adrian didn’t know. A secret Sophia didn’t know. Earlier that morning, she had stared at the small white stick in disbelief as two faint pink lines appeared. Pregnant. She had planned to tell Adrian that night. She had imagined his reaction a hundred times—surprise, happiness, maybe even tears. Instead, she had walk
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