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Chapter 1

Camille did not follow me when I left our townhouse.Her friends were still laughing behind me.“Rowan changed his strategy this year.”“Don’t give in too quickly, Camille.”She answered with a quiet laugh.“He can never stay away from me for long. Give him three days, and he’ll come home on his own.”That evening, she opened another betting pool in their private group chat.Camille wagered five thousand dollars that I would not last seventy-two hours.To make sure I surrendered first, she officially added Julian’s fingerprint to the front door and handed him the spare key that had always belonged to me.The next morning, Julian posted a photograph of himself wearing my slippers. The house key rested on the table beside his breakfast.His caption read:Day One of the Seven-Day Husband Challenge.Their friends quickly joined in.Someone suggested that Julian should try sleeping in the main bedroom that night. Another person asked whether the temporary husband should be allowed to drive

Chapter 2

On the third day of the challenge, the Ashford family held a private dinner.Camille’s mother sent me the address and asked me to bring the Ashford signet ring. By family tradition, it belonged to the person who married into the family. She had placed it in my hand on our wedding day.I also knew she had never truly accepted me.When Camille first brought me to the Ashford estate, her mother told the entire family that my background and career were not good enough for her daughter.Camille held my hand and answered calmly.“Rowan is the man I love. No one else gets to decide whom I marry.”I once believed she would always stand beside me.That evening, I carried the ring back to the estate, intending to return it.Julian was already sitting in my usual place when I arrived. No seat had been prepared for me, so the housekeeper brought another chair and placed it at the far end of the table.“Julian is experiencing Camille’s life as her husband,” her mother explained. “The family should

Chapter 3

The night I left the Ashford family group chat, I submitted my resignation to Halcyon Design.It was the company Camille and I had built together.In the beginning, we worked from a rented warehouse. I met clients with her, revised proposals, and spent months sleeping on a folding cot.When the company first turned a profit, Camille took my hand before the staff. “Rowan isn’t only my husband. He’s the partner who stayed through the hardest years.”Now she assumed my resignation was simply another part of the game.She approved it quickly and added a note beneath the confirmation.I’ll give you time to cool down. When the seven days are over, we’ll discuss your return.She still believed I would resume my old life as soon as the challenge ended.The game’s fifth day fell on Halcyon Design’s seventh anniversary and my final handover day.I went in to return my access card and equipment and transfer my projects.An anniversary film was playing in the lobby.Every photograph of me had disa

Chapter 4

On the final day of the challenge, Camille told me to return to our house.She said the seven days were over. My key, the Ashford signet ring, and my departure papers would be returned in person. It was also time to settle the problem between us.Before I opened the door, I looked through the narrow gap and saw that the living room had been decorated the same way it was every year when Camille announced the end of the game.There was champagne, cake, and brightly colored streamers.The walls, however, were covered with photographs of me arguing with them, walking out in anger, and tearing up the game agreements over the past three years.Beneath each photograph was the bet they had made that year.This year’s question read:How many minutes will it take Rowan to surrender after he sees the divorce agreement?Julian sat in my usual place, turning my car key between his fingers. The Ashford signet ring was still on his right hand.Camille stood beside him.Someone began teasing them.“Ro

Chapter 5

After I signed my name, no one in the living room spoke.The person recording had forgotten to lower his phone. The camera remained pointed at me, waiting to capture another argument or breakdown and prove to everyone how much I loved Camille.This time, I simply capped the pen and pushed one copy of the agreement toward her.The confidence slowly disappeared from Camille’s face.She turned to the final page and checked both copies before looking up at me.“Rowan, do you understand what you signed?”“I do.”“These aren’t fake agreements like the ones we used for the games before. The property division, ownership of the house, and attorney’s certification are all real.”“That’s why I signed them.”The others finally reacted.“Rowan is really committing to the act this year.”“Camille, just announce that the game is over. If this continues, it really will damage your marriage.”“It was only a seven-day challenge. We were having a little fun.”Fun.For three years, they had taken my cloth

Chapter 6

Camille arrived outside the courthouse at exactly nine the next morning.She wore the black coat I had bought for her and carried my wedding ring in one hand.When she saw me, she approached with a calm expression.“Did you sleep well last night?”Her voice sounded natural, as though we had only had an ordinary argument.I did not answer. I walked into the courthouse and checked in for our appointment.After reviewing our documents, the clerk asked whether we were both filing for divorce voluntarily.Camille looked at me without speaking.Only when the clerk repeated the question did she turn away.“Yes.”She signed the petition, then looked at me again.“There’s still a thirty-day waiting period. I’m giving you thirty days to think about this, Rowan. If you don’t return to complete the process, we’ll consider the game over.”She still saw the divorce as another stage of the challenge.I put the filing receipt away.“I’ll be here.”During the next thirty days, Camille never apologized

Chapter 7

Camille POVJulian had only sprained his ankle.By the time Camille reached the hospital, his examination was already complete. The doctor said there was no fracture and that he only needed a few days of rest.Julian caught her hand, his eyes red.“Did you miss the divorce appointment because of me?”Camille remained silent for a long time. Then she placed the stamped divorce order in front of him.Julian stared at it, and an unmistakable trace of hope appeared in his eyes.“So you’re really free now. Camille, during those seven days, did you ever truly think of me as your husband?”She did not answer.Instead, she remembered that Rowan had not cried or looked back once during the past thirty days.For the first time, she understood that he might truly be finished with her.Camille left Julian with the nurse and returned to the house alone.The silence inside was unbearable.Every space that had belonged to Rowan in the closet was empty. His toiletries were gone from the bathroom. His

Chapter 8

Rowan POVCamille waited outside my office for three hours. She stayed near the glass entrance where she could see the lobby, watching employees leave one group at a time.By the time I finished work, the night wind had drained the color from her face.She hurried toward me as soon as I stepped out of the building.“Rowan, we need to talk.”“Business hours are over, Ms. Ashford. We have nothing professional to discuss.”The words Ms. Ashford stopped her in her tracks.In seven years, I had never addressed her that way.She moved in front of me and held out a document.It was Halcyon Design’s newly revised company history. My name had been restored beside hers as a cofounder, and the photographs from our warehouse years had been returned to their original pages. Attached to it were an equity compensation proposal and an offer for me to return.“The company needs you.”She paused, then lowered her voice.“I need you too.”I did not take the document.“If the company needs a project direc

Chapter 9

After Camille released her public statement, videos from Halcyon Design’s anniversary celebration appeared online.Viewers recognized Julian standing onstage beside her, wearing the Ashford signet ring and accepting congratulations as though he were her husband.More people uncovered records of the games from the previous three years.The bets, secret recordings, and laughter were exposed one by one.Public reaction quickly spiraled out of control. Clips from Julian’s livestreams were reposted beside photographs from the anniversary celebration, making it impossible for anyone involved to dismiss the pattern as a single joke.Some accused Julian of interfering in our marriage. Others demanded to know why Camille had used her husband’s pain to prove that he loved her, then allowed her friends to preserve his worst moments as entertainment.The friends who had participated began deleting their posts.Several contacted me privately and asked me to explain that they had only joked because

Chapter 10

Two years later, my team and I opened our own design studio.There was no red carpet or elaborate ceremony on opening day.My colleagues bought a cake and gathered in the conference room to celebrate.Written across the top were the words:Rowan, welcome back to your own life.I looked at them for a long time before smiling and blowing out the candles.During those two years, Camille occasionally sent things through other people.The first year, she returned the company history book with all my photographs and credits restored.The second year, she sent the design sketches I had left in our former home.This time, she sent only a card.Happy anniversary.The words had been crossed out. Beneath them, she had written:I’m sorry. I forgot we no longer have an anniversary.I placed the card back inside its envelope, sealed it again, and returned it.Later, mutual acquaintances told me that Camille had never started a relationship with Julian.Julian had left the city, and the friends who h

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