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Chapter 1

My brother, Aaron, saw the dead silence in my eyes and went on with his tiresome lecture."Summer, we aren't young anymore. You have Chloe to think about."He leaned closer."Take my advice. Close one eye and live your life. Staying together is better than ending up alone."This was my flesh and blood. My own brother.He was openly helping them cover up their betrayal.My sister-in-law, Olivia Walter, stepped forward. She gently grabbed my wrist, acting every bit the artificial mediator."He's right, Summer," Olivia said. "At our age, what leverage do women have to start over?"She sighed, playing on my pity."Clara didn't have a choice. When her family went bankrupt years ago, she was desperate and ended up on an auction block. “Andrew saved her. She had no other way to repay him, so she..."A sharp pain stabbed my chest.Olivia, Clara, and I had been inseparable since middle school. We swore to be sisters forever.Now, Olivia knew Clara was in the wrong. Yet she was sti

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Chapter 2

Clara Miller’s pale face gave me my answer.That night, Andrew promised to come home early to celebrate my birthday.I stayed up all night, clutching the secret of my pregnancy.He didn't return until dawn, covered in bruises.I panicked and tried to rush him to the hospital. But Andrew grabbed me, pulling me tight against his chest."Summer, don't move," he whispered softly. "Just let me hold you. I missed you so much."His sudden declaration wasn't love. It was guilt.The missing pieces finally clicked into place.Right after that night, Clara moved out of her apartment. She claimed a stalker was following her and a kind stranger saved her.It wasn't a stranger. It was Andrew."Summer, we can still be friends," Clara said, reaching for my arm.I jerked away.A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "The kind of friend who sleeps with my husband?"Splash.Ice-cold water hit my face, dripping from my eyelashes.Oliviastood over me, holding an empty cup. Her face twisted in rage.

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Chapter 3

Andrew's voice lacked even a trace of guilt or hesitation."Arrange it as soon as possible. Stop letting your mother's grave affect Clara's health."Every word crushed the air right out of my lungs.Back in middle school, Clara visited my home nearly every day with Olivia. My mother always remembered her favorite dishes and cooked them especially for her.When Clara's mother passed away from a terminal illness, her family was completely bankrupt. They couldn't even afford a simple casket.I used my own savings to give her mother a proper burial.My mother and I had treated her with nothing but unconditional kindness.Yet now, Clara wasn't satisfied with destroying my life while I was breathing. She was coming after my dead mother, too.I bit my lip so hard I tasted copper. My voice shook violently."No way. My mother has been at rest for years. I will never allow you to move her grave."My refusal set off Andrew's anger. His tone turned sharp and cruel over the receiver.

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Chapter 4

The roof had no guardrails and the wind kept whipping through the air.Two small figures stood near the ledge. One misstep would cause a fatal fall.On one side was my daughter, Chloe Benedict, her face flushed red from crying.Standing across from her was Clara’s daughter, Mia.I swallowed my panic and stepped softly onto the roof, keeping my voice gentle."Chloe, Mia, please step back. It’s dangerous up here. Whatever is wrong, we can talk about it."Chloe turned. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she sobbed, "Mommy!"Mia didn't budge.She dropped her polite act, glared at me, and yelled, "Stop acting nice! You're a homewrecker! You stole my daddy!"The words hit like a thunderclap.I froze, my mind completely blank.A six-year-old child said that. It took no guessing to figure out who fed her those words.I kept my tone steady. "Mia, don't say things like that. It's not true. Just step away from the edge, okay?""I'm not lying!"Mia pulled a red booklet from her pocket

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Chapter 5

My soul hovered in the air, watching Andrew lose his mind.He lunged toward the wreckage, his whole body shaking as he stared at the two figures lying in a pool of blood. He couldn't even figure out whom to hold first."Summer, Chloe... please open your eyes," he sobbed, begging the cold pavement. "Look at me, please..."Only silence answered him.Why was he weeping? Wasn't this what he wanted all along? Now he and Clara could live happily ever after.Minutes later, a man stumbled through the crowd. It was my brother, Aaron.He had stayed behind at the cemetery to oversee the relocation of my mother's headstone. After getting the phone call, he had driven like a madman to get here.When he saw the scene, his legs gave out. He fell hard onto his knees in the muddy water.Aaron buried his face in the bloodied rain, wailing like a broken animal."Summer, my little sister! It's all my fault! I did this to you!"He slammed his forehead against the asphalt, over and over ag

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Chapter 6

Three days later, a joint funeral was held for my daughter and me. The hall was covered in white roses, our favorite flowers.Only a few friends and relatives showed up to pay their respects.Aaron stood on the left side of the altar. He hadn't slept for three straight days. Dark circles bruised his eyes, and the purple slap marks remained fresh on his swollen cheeks.He burned memory notes, whispering endless apologies to my picture. He had aged ten years in just a few days.Oliviastood quietly nearby. Neither of them said a word to each other.Both of them knew they had helped kill me.An unbridgeable chasm now split them apart forever.Andrew knelt directly beside my casket, silent tears streaming down his face. He kept repeating the words ‘I'm sorry’ under his breath.As solemn music played for the moment of silence, the heavy doors of the chapel burst open.Clara charged inside, her hair tangled, her clothes disheveled, and a hysterical look in her eyes.The moment her

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Chapter 7

The farce at the chapel was over. Clara was taken into custody, awaiting a long trial.The huge hall was left in total disarray.Andrew slumped onto a cushion, physically drained. He stared at our side-by-side black-and-white photos, sitting alone until dawn.As the light broke, he drove straight to the cemetery.Andrew dropped to his knees on the freezing mud, the damp cold sinking deep into his bones.He set down a bouquet of white roses and traced my features on the gravestone over and over.Memories rushed back like a tidal wave.He remembered our youth, when I defied my family to share a cramped room with him, splitting a bowl of instant noodles in half.Those days were tough, but we were happy.Perhaps some people are meant to endure hardships together, but can't survive prosperity.During the hardest year of his startup, I gave him my mother's retirement savings to keep his business afloat, without a single word of complaint.When I was pregnant with Chloe, I suffered

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Chapter 8

Days bled into weeks, and everyone remained trapped in the wreckage of their own making.Andrew lost all interest in his business. Company operations ground to a complete halt.He gave up his luxury home and moved into a cramped, dilapidated apartment, drowning himself in alcohol day and night.Whenever he sobered up, he sorted through Chloe’s and my belongings, staring at old family photos. Every single picture broke him into violent sobs.He made daily trips to the cemetery, regardless of rain or storm, kneeling beside the grave for hours.---After filing for bankruptcy, Aaron laid off every employee, leaving him with nothing but a small, run-down house.Whenever he and Olivia cross paths, they would spiral into endless screaming matches.Olivia repeatedly brought up their teenage years, weeping over how her jealousy destroyed her best friend.Aaron blamed himself constantly, knowing that if he had stood up for his sister, none of this tragedy would have happened.Whatev

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