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Chapter 1

Dominic’s expression darkened as he stared at the divorce papers. He made no move to take the pen I offered.“Scarlett, when did you become this unreasonable? You ended our pregnancy without discussing it with me, and now you expect me to sign away our marriage?”I looked at him, wondering how a man who had known me for ten years could misunderstand me so completely.“I waited for you, Dominic.”“And I told you Elena was in trouble!”In truth, whether we divorced or not hardly mattered anymore.After all, I had acute leukemia. My doctors had explained that the disease was aggressive and that I needed treatment as soon as possible. Continuing the pregnancy would have complicated my treatment.They had also warned me that, given the severity of my disease, I might have less than three months left.I had already lost our baby. I didn't know how much time I had left, and I no longer wanted to spend it tangled in the endless, exhausting drama between Dominic and Elena.For three years, Elen

Chapter 2

I should have felt relieved. Maybe even laughed.Instead, tears slipped down my cheeks before I could stop them.I booked a flight to Switzerland for two days later.It was the place Dominic and I had promised to visit on our honeymoon ten years ago.Back then, we had neither the money nor the time. To support his dream of building a business, we lived in a damp basement apartment, sometimes sharing leftover pizza for dinner.Eventually, his business took off. We built a life from nothing, bought a beautiful house, and finally had enough money to travel anywhere we wanted.Yet somehow, Switzerland never happened.When the payment confirmation appeared on my phone, I stared at it for a long moment.It felt like waking up from a ten-year dream and realizing I had spent most of it waiting for something that would never come.I started packing. By the time I finished, my belongings filled five cardboard boxes, from clothes and books to the little things I’d collected throughout our marriag

Chapter 3

I didn’t answer. I kept my head down and continued packing.“Fine. You’ve always wanted to visit Switzerland anyway.”Dominic pulled a credit card from his wallet and handed it to me.“There’s $200,000 available on this card. Enjoy yourself. Buy whatever you want.”“Once Elena is doing better, I’ll make more time for us. And I’ll explain the situation with the baby to Mom.”He looked at me calmly, as though he had everything under control and all I needed was a little money and another promise.I almost laughed.“What if Elena never gets better? What if she needs you for the rest of her life? Do you expect me to keep waiting, too?”Dominic froze. His lips parted, but no answer came.I pushed his hand away and returned to the bedroom.A sharp pain twisted through my abdomen. I reached into my bag for my medication and swallowed it with a glass of water that had gone cold.Dominic had no idea that I couldn’t afford to wait anymore.The following morning, he left for work. I didn’t ask hi

Chapter 4

The little breakfast nook Dominic and I had furnished together had been transformed into a sleek bar area.On the counter sat two champagne flutes and an open bottle of Dom Pérignon. Beside them was a plate of strawberries dipped in chocolate.I hated strawberries.Dominic knew that. He’d never bought them for me in ten years.Laughter drifted from the kitchen.“Dom, you promised to make me your famous truffle pasta. You’re not going to burn it again, are you?”“Relax, Elena. You know I can never say no to you.”I followed the voices and stopped at the kitchen entrance.Dominic stood behind Elena, his arms loosely wrapped around her waist as he helped her stir a pot on the stove. She leaned back against his chest, laughing.I looked at them and let out a faint laugh.“Dominic, is this what you meant when you kept insisting there was nothing going on between you two?”They sprang apart immediately and he reached for me.“Scarlett, please don’t misunderstand. There was a plumbing problem

Chapter 5

For a moment, I couldn’t hear anything.The woman who had spent three years coming between Dominic and me was carrying his child.And I had just lost mine.I stared at her, unable to breathe.Then she leaned closer.“Besides, you’re dying anyway. You won’t be around much longer. Why shouldn’t I have the family you can no longer give him?”My heart clenched.I tore my wrist from her grip and snatched the locket from her neck.“Give that back!”The pain in my abdomen sharpened. Elena stumbled backward.Dominic crossed the room in seconds and caught her.“Scarlett! What the hell are you doing?”I staggered away from them, my lower back crashing into the corner of a cabinet.Pain shot through my back and abdomen. I curled onto the floor, unable to straighten up.Dominic didn’t even look at me.He lifted Elena into his arms, his face full of concern.“Don’t be scared. I’m taking you to the hospital.”Elena’s eyes reddened. She shook her head weakly against his chest.“Dominic, please don’t

Chapter 6

Dominic’s POVWhile signing Elena’s discharge papers, I caught sight of another discharge report on the nurses’ station counter.Then I saw the name on it.Scarlett Whitmore.“Scarlett…?”I stared at the document, wondering if it could really be her.Scarlett?There had to be another woman with the same name.But the more I looked at the signature, the more familiar it became.I knew that handwriting.Scarlett’s writing had always been delicate. She had a habit of curving the final strokes of her letters upward, insisting that even her signature had to look elegant.I suddenly remembered the first time she’d written her name in my college notebook.I teased her, asking, “Who writes their name like that?”She’d made a face at me before scribbling her name again.“Because I’m a princess, obviously! This is the signature of Princess Scarlett herself.”Then she pushed the notebook back into my hands.“Here. Whenever I’m not around, you can look at my name whenever you miss me.”Remembering

Chapter 7

Dominic’s POV“How can such a handsome man be so rude?!”The two nurses exchanged bewildered looks as I rushed away.“Isn’t he the husband of the woman in the private room? Why was he asking about Scarlett?”“Who knows? He looked like he’d seen a ghost.”I barely heard them.As I reached the hospital entrance, Elena hurried toward me, looking frantic.“Dominic! Where have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”“Move.”I brushed past her without looking back.“Dominic? Where are you going?”I rushed into the adjacent room and pulled back the privacy curtain.The bed was empty.A doctor entered to check on the patient in the next bed. I immediately grabbed his arm.“Where is Scarlett Whitmore? Which room is she in?”The doctor frowned at my sudden intrusion.“What’s your relationship with her?”“I’m her husband.”He stared at me in disbelief before answering.“Mrs. Whitmore was discharged two hours ago.”I let go of his arm.Discharged?She’d been seriously ill, and she’d left

Chapter 8

Dominic’s POVFor the first time, my voice turned cold when I spoke to Elena.“Did you know Scarlett was dying?”Elena shook her head quickly. “How could I have known? I—”“You took the hospital folder from my briefcase.” I cut her off. “Where is it?”She hesitated before answering. “I left it at the old apartment.”I didn’t wait for her to say another word.I drove straight to the apartment we’d owned before moving into our current house. On the way in, I ran into our former neighbor.“Dominic? How’s Scarlett doing?” she asked. “The day the ambulance came, I saw so much blood on the front step. It frightened me terribly. Is she recovering?”I forced a strained smile. “She’s fine.”The lie nearly choked me.I unlocked the door.A dark, dried stain spread across the doormat.Scarlett’s blood.My knees almost gave way.This was where she’d collapsed. Where she’d begged me not to leave her and I’d accused her of faking her pain to compete with Elena for my attention.I hadn’t even looked

Chapter 9

Scarlett’s POVThe moment my plane landed in Switzerland, I switched off airplane mode.My phone vibrated relentlessly.One hundred and twenty missed calls. Every single one was from Dominic.His messages flooded my screen.[Scarlett, where are you?][Please answer me.][I’m sorry. Baby, please.]Once, those words would have been enough to make me forgive him.Not anymore.I sent him one final message.[We’re divorced, Dominic. You have your life, and I have mine. Please don’t contact me again.]Then I blocked him everywhere.Ten years ago, Dominic and I had planned our honeymoon in Switzerland. We’d promised to walk beside the lake, watch the mountains at sunrise, and spend a week with nothing but each other.We’d never made it.Now, I stood outside a quiet guesthouse overlooking Lake Lucerne, finally visiting the place I’d dreamed about for so long.Only this time, I was alone.And I intended to stay that way.The guesthouse owner, Adrian Cole, helped carry my suitcase upstairs. He n

Chapter 10

Scarlett’s POVOne Year LaterThe first time my specialist told me my latest results showed significant improvement, I cried.Not because I believed I was invincible.Not because I thought my illness had become a distant memory.I cried because, for the first time since my diagnosis, I could imagine having a future.My treatment was working better than we’d hoped. The doctors continued monitoring my condition, adjusting my care when necessary, and reminding me that recovery would take time.Some days were still difficult.But I was stronger.I could walk beside the lake without stopping every few minutes. I could eat breakfast on the terrace, tend to the flowers outside my window, and sleep through the night without waking in pain.Most importantly, I had begun making plans that extended beyond the next hospital appointment.Adrian was there through it all.Our relationship hadn’t begun with grand declarations or promises to save each other. It had grown through quiet mornings, long co

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