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Chapter 1

The second our eyes met, a flash of panic crossed Mia’s face."Elena..."Vincent, however, looked like he was fast asleep, relaxed and carefree.Just then, the voices of Vincent’s consigliere, Sonny, and his men drifted out from inside the house."Vincent’s been married to Mia for six years, and Elena is still stuck in that 'he's dead' fantasy. She’s still single.""I heard she agreed to a blind date recently. Guess she's finally letting go?""Not to mention, that whole setup was brutal. Back then, Mia sent him a spicy photo, and he rushed out in a downpour to get to Brooklyn, crashed his car, and Elena ended up thinking he died rushing to her birthday party.""Elena’s tried to off herself multiple times out of guilt over it.""Yeah, well, now that she's agreed to move on, I pulled the surveillance on her. Six years is a long time; she shouldn't be a problem anymore..."They kept talking as they walked out the door. The moment they saw me, every voice died in their throats.Sonny and t

Chapter 2

My heart seized up, freezing me in place.Mia pushed Vincent away and shrank back. "I just found out a few days ago. It won't be a big deal to terminate now. I'll leave with nothing. Just... make it up to Elena."With that, she turned and bolted for the door.Vincent’s face changed instantly, and he chased after her.Instinctively, I blocked his path, demanding answers, but he shoved me away hard."Elena!" His eyes were filled with pure loathing. "No matter how much you kick up a fuss, it’s between us! Ever since you scared Mia six years ago, she’s had severe persecution delusions. She does crazy things when she’s triggered. Are you really so vicious you want to destroy her? If anything happens to her, I’ll never forgive you."His shove sent me stumbling backward. My neck landed on the shattered glass on the floor. Warm blood gushed out instantly.As I blacked out, I heard Sonny and Vincent talking."Vincent, Elena is losing a lot of blood!""Call an ambulance. Dump her at our private

Chapter 3

My heart lurched, and my blood ran cold.I’d been an orphan since I was little. It was Selena, my adoptive mother, who took me in despite all the gossip.She worked herself to the bone with odd jobs in Chinatown, scrimping and saving to raise me.When I first got together with Vincent, I never let him drive me home.I was terrified he’d look down on me and my family, just like everyone else did.But when Vincent found out, his eyes had reddened with heartache.He’d held me in his arms, stroking my hair, his voice choked with emotion."Elena, don't worry. No one will ever bully you again."When he proposed, he hired the top planners in New York to transform the family vineyard into a lavish spectacle. It rocked the entire New York underworld, making me the envy of every woman.He found the best cardiologist in New York for my mother and covered all the medical bills.People who used to look down on me came forward to congratulate me, saying all sorts of flattering things.I was so deep

Chapter 4

Forgetting my grief, I turned and ran wildly back toward the hospital.As soon as I reached my mother's hospital, a mob of people claiming to be tabloid reporters from New York's underworld swarmed me."Ms. Elena, is it true you had a mental breakdown and hallucinated Mr. Castellano's death because he rejected you?""Your former classmates say you were an orphan raised by a janitor in Chinatown. Is that true?""Knowing full well Mr. Castellano is married, why did you keep harassing and slandering his wife? Can you give us a response?"Camera flashes blinded me, the noise making my head throb.I was sweating with anxiety, shoving through the crowd, my voice cracking with desperation."Please, let me through! It's an emergency! My mother is dying! I need to get to surgery!"But they kept blocking me, demanding answers and snapping photos.In the chaos, my phone slipped from my hand and was trampled into pieces. As I bent down to grab it, a woman slapped me hard across the face. "Using y

Chapter 5

Vincent’s smile dropped off his face in an instant. He went stone-cold rigid, shooting straight up out of his chair.“What the fuck did you just say?”Sonny slammed a video from the Coast Guard into his DMs. “Vincent, it’s the rescue feed. The Brooklyn Bridge is crawling with cops and onlookers.”The video showed rescue boats cutting through the East River’s choppy black water, searchlights raking the surface. Vincent’s stomach dropped straight through the floor, a stabbing pain exploding in his chest. He spun on his heel and bolted for the door.Mia latched onto his wrist, her grip like a steel vice. “Vincent, where the hell are you going? We’re not finished with the ultrasound!”He froze for half a second, shoving down the panic clawing up his throat, his voice tight as he tried to calm her. “It’s a family emergency. I’ve gotta handle this myself. I’ll send a security detail to stay with you, stat.”“No! You’re going after Elena, aren’t you? You promised you’d never look at her a

Chapter 6

The world tilted on its axis as Vincent read those words. His hands shook so bad he could barely tap the video link.On the screen, Elena stood on the edge of the Brooklyn Bridge. She looked gaunt, fragile, her eyes hollow but steady. Every word out of her mouth hit him like a sledgehammer to the chest.[Hi. I’m Elena Moretti. The mentally unhinged homewrecker everyone says was obsessed with Vincent Castellano.][Today, I’m giving my life to set the record straight.][Vincent and I were together for five years. In year five, he cheated on me with Mia Rossi. When I caught them red-handed, he faked his own death in a car crash. Then he married her.][After I called out the truth, Mia Rossi personally drove my mother to her death. All the proof is in the link below.]Vincent clicked the link. Inside was ironclad proof of his affair with Mia, including screenshots of every cruel text she’d ever sent Elena, and then security footage that made his stomach lurch so hard he thought he’d throw

Chapter 7

Across the river, the New Jersey skyline blazed orange with the sunset. I sat on my balcony, staring out at the glinting Hudson River stretching out below.The second I hit the water that day, Leo’s men pulled me out. He’d had a tail on me for days, sick with worry that I’d do something reckless.When I woke up in his safehouse in New Jersey, his eyes filled with tears. He pulled me into a tight hug, his voice shaking. “Thank God you’re alive, Elena. I thought I’d lost you. I’m so fucking sorry. I never in a million years thought Mia would go after your mom…”He showed me the video I’d scheduled to auto-post, and I scrolled through the comments blowing up the underground forum.[Holy FUCK, Vincent Castellano and Mia are actual human garbage!][Elena’s life is a fucking tragedy. Sat by an empty grave for six years, just to find the piece of shit was alive and married to the homewrecker. My heart hurts for her.][Mia is straight-up evil. She stole the man, got the money, the title, ever

Chapter 8

After a few months in Miami, I moved to Iceland and opened a tiny little Italian flower and coffee shop.It was a world away from New York. The locals were warm, kind, and kept to themselves. My days were simple: arranging fresh bouquets in the morning, pulling rich espresso shots for regulars in the afternoon. It was the most peaceful, steady time I’d ever had in my entire life.No more backstabbing, no more scheming, no more being drained dry by people who didn’t care about me.Leo visited every now and then, always mentioning that Vincent was still searching for me. Until one evening. I’d just finished watering the flowers and was about to lock up for the night, when the bell above the glass door jingled. Someone stepped inside.I didn’t look up, calling out a polite but tired apology over my shoulder. “Sorry, we’re closed for the night. If you need flowers or coffee, we open back up at 10 tomorrow morning.”But the person didn’t leave. Instead, they took a few slow steps closer,

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