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Chapter One: Divorced after one night

Twenty-four hours. That was how long I lasted as Mrs. Crane, I stared at the papers on Jason’s desk. I kept waiting for the words to scramble into a joke, but they just sat there, heavy and permanent.DIVORCE AGREEMENT.My throat went completely dry just a few hours ago. I'd woken up in his bed with the scent of his skin still on the sheets,I could remember touching the empty side of the mattress and smiling like an idiot, thinking our arranged marriage actually had a chance.Now, the sun hadn't even set on our wedding day, and my life was over."Sign it," Jason said.His voice was dead quiet, cutting right through me.I looked up and he was sitting behind his desk in a dark suit that cost more than my rent, his face totally blank,he wasn't angry or looked hurt. Nothing. The coldness scared me more than yelling ever could, I forced a laugh, but it came out thin and broken. "This isn't funny, Jason.""Do I look like I'm joking?"His dark eyes locked onto mine,that intense, magneti

Chapter Two: Thrown Away

I don't even remember how I got out of Jason’s office.One minute I was looking at the man I loved handing me divorce papers the next, I was trapped inside the elevator, staring at my reflection in the mirrored walls.The woman looking back at me was a stranger,her lipstick was smeared,her eyes were bloodshot and her left hand was completely bare.Gone,It was all gone.My throat was tight, I lifted my hand and touched the empty spot on my finger,a sharp, physical ache sliced through my chest. Twenty-four hours, that was all my marriage lasted.The elevator doors slid open into the main lobby of Crane Global,the massive marble floor was packed with people, employees, executives, and clients. The usual corporate rush nobody should have cared about me but immediately I stepped out, the entire room went dead silent,conversations dropped to whispers,heads turned while dozens of eyes locked onto me.I felt a cold, heavy dread settle in my stomach,something was wrong.A woman near the fron

Chapter Three :The bride he never wanted

Three months earlier."Congratulations, Serenity, you're getting married."The fork slipped from my fingers, clattering loudly against my plate,the dining room fell dead silent while I stared across the table at my father. "Excuse me?"Dad didn't even look up,he just calmly dabbed his mouth with a linen napkin, acting like he hadn't just barged into my entire future. "The Crane family has accepted the proposal."My stomach dropped,the Cranes. Everyone in New York knew that name,they owned the city's skyline, bought politicians, and controlled the kind of generational wealth that made them untouchable."What proposal?" I whispered, my voice sounding incredibly small in the grand room.Mom took a slow sip of her wine, her expression completely detached."The marriage proposal, Serenity."The room tilted,I forced out a nervous laugh, waiting for someone to join in but nobody did and no one was joking."You're serious," I said, my fingers curling tightly into my lap.Dad nodded. "Very.

Chapter Four: Our One Night

I spent most of my wedding pretending I wasn't terrified.The fake smile on my face must have been convincing enough because nobody questioned it,guests toasted us, cameras flashed, and champagne flowed like water.Everyone kept gushing about what a perfect couple we made. I just smiled, nodded, and played my part. Inside, I felt like an actress who had been thrown on stage without a script.The ceremony itself passed in a blur,one second I was standing at the altar, and the next, the priest was saying the words husband and wife,my heart stopped.Not from romance, but from sheer terror,it was suddenly very real.Jason Crane was my husband.By the time the last guests finally started leaving, a deep, heavy exhaustion had settled into my bones,, all I wanted was silence and a chance to breathe.The elevator ride up to his penthouse felt suffocatingly intimate. For the first time all day, we were completely alone,no parents, no reporters, no corporate expectations. Just us.The silence

Chapter Five: The Woman In The photography

I didn't sleep that night, or the night after.Every time I closed my eyes, the photographs burned into my eyelids.The dark hotel room,the man with the blurred face,my body and features,the total ruin of the only night that had ever felt real to me.I sat on the edge of the sagging mattress in a cheap, generic hotel room, staring at my phone,three days since the divorce. Three days since Jason threw me out like trash.The media was having a field day,the headlines hadn't stopped, and social media was vicious.I was tagged a cheater,gold digger and shameless.I tossed the phone onto the bed, the ache in my chest physically suffocating me,I didn't care about the internet trolls.It was Jason. Jason had believed them instantly,that was the wound that wouldn't stop bleeding.A sharp knock at the door made me jump,I froze because nobody knew I was here, another knock faster this time.I walked over cautiously, my heart slamming against my ribs."Who is it?" Silence.Then, a crisp white e

Chapter Six: Home Was Never Home

I stared at my phone long after the call ended, sitting in a silent room where the city lights outside blurred together as exhaustion settled into my bones. For three days, I had cried, begged myself to wake up from this nightmare, and waited for Jason to call,but he never did, not once, leaving me without even a single message.The realization should have hurt less by now, but instead, it hurt more because every passing hour felt like a proof that our marriage had meant far more to me than it ever had to him.My eyes drifted to the photos scattered across the bed, but I didn't want to look at them anymore,I was just so tired of crying, tired of defending myself, and tired of feeling unwanted.Suddenly, my phone buzzed with an incoming call from Mom. I almost ignored it, but then I answered with a quiet, "Hello." "Where are you" she asked, without any greeting, being concerned, or even an apology,just a demanding question. I laughed bitterly. "Nice to hear your voice too.""Serenity

Chapter Seven: The Wrong Sister

Everywhere went silent across the dining table where nobody moved and nobody spoke, Sloane's smile completely frozen on her face. Jason looked at her for a long moment before finally setting down his glass and saying calmly, "If circumstances had been different, I would still have married the woman chosen in the agreement."The words landed like a slap, causing Sloane to blink while Mom and Dad exchanged a quick look. I sat completely still as Jason's expression remained unreadable,it wasn't a declaration of affection, but it certainly wasn't what Sloane wanted either. For the first time all evening, I saw genuine irritation flash across her face only for a second, before it disappeared behind her perfect smile as she lightly replied, "Of course."The conversation moved on, but I could feel that something had changed. Sloane had wanted a reaction, but instead, she'd been shut down in front of everyone, the rest of dinner dragged painfully, with every minute feeling like an hour as I

Chapter Eight:The Wrong Woman On His Arm

The notification popped up before I could stop it. I’d been doing fine all these while four days of discipline, news alerts turned off, social media deleted. My phone was reduced to what it was supposed to be calls, messages, documentation, nothing more. I was building something carefully, and I couldn’t afford distractions but muscle memory betrayed me then I opened the wrong app, and there it was.Then I saw a photograph of Jason Crane and Sloane Grayson at the Whitmore Charity Gala on black tie and flash lighting,the kind of image designed to look effortless even though nothing about it ever is.Sloane stood beside him in a champagne-colored dress, her hand resting on his arm with the ease of someone who had practiced the gesture long enough for it to look natural.Jason was in his suit which I recognized immediately,he had worn it before, on the morning of the wedding, before everything fell apart.The caption below the image was “New York’s Most Powerful Couple?” It was a quest

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