Todos los capítulos de The Man I Loved Betrayed Me, But His Best Friend Loved Me Long Before: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

(Sienna's POV)Underneath the divorce agreement was another document: the report a private investigator had handed me two months earlier.Lana Hayes, 23. Dropped out of a nursing program. Grew up in a small town in Pennsylvania. Parents work odd jobs in New York. Younger brother is deep in gambling debt, and collectors turn up at the door every few days.The first time I read that report, I went over it again and again all night. In looks, figure, education, and family background, Lana couldn't measure up to me. I couldn't understand what Damian saw in her.Was it those hands?Or had he simply gotten bored after 15 years?By the time Damian came back, I was sitting on the couch as if I'd never left the living room. He was still smiling as he slipped his phone into his inside jacket pocket. He sounded a little sorry. "Sienna, I have to head out for a bit."Martha came out with the honey tea. "This late, Mr. Foster? Is it work?""Yeah," Damian said quietly. "Someone very important wants

(Sienna's POV)Lucian studied me for a long time. "Ms. Hart, just last week Damian told me you two were trying for a baby. You've been together 15 years, and now all of a sudden you want a divorce?" He leaned forward. "What are you really up to?""Mr. Kane, all I need to know is whether you'll help me or not."Lucian didn't answer right away. His gaze moved from my face to my bare ring finger, then back down to the stack of photos.The way he looked at me made me uncomfortable. For years, Lucian had opposed everything I wanted to do. When Damian and I got engaged, he told everyone at the party it was "too soon." When I moved into Damian's apartment, he didn't come over once in six whole months. And I could still hear him on our wedding day, telling Damian, "You're going to regret this."I didn't know if he'd go behind my back and get in my way again."Fine," Lucian said at last. "I'll have the power of attorney drafted tonight and send you a digital copy tomorrow. I'll find the lawyer.

(Sienna's POV)I locked the bedroom door and carried the box into the bathroom.I took the albums out one at a time. The first picture was from prom: Damian in a white tux, bending down to kiss my forehead. After that came our first trip to the beach, him holding flowers outside my college dorm, him down on one knee at our wedding, sliding the ring onto my finger.I stared at the wedding photo for a long time. On the back, in Damian's handwriting, it said, "Forever starts today."I touched the lighter's flame to one corner of the photo. I watched the flame reach his face, then mine. One album, two, five, until there was nothing left. I turned on the faucet to put out the last sparks, dumped the ashes into the toilet, and flushed. It took three flushes before they were all gone.I thought I would cry. I didn't.I opened the window to air out the room and lit a scented candle.At dinner, Martha brought out two completely different meals."Mrs. Foster, I made you a meal to help you concei

(Sienna's POV)"Who is it?" Damian called from inside.I didn't answer. I just knocked harder and harder."Martha? Didn't I tell you to go home?" Damian sounded annoyed. "It's late. Whatever it is can wait till tomorrow."On the other side of the door, a woman asked in a low voice, "Who is it?""The housekeeper probably forgot something."Footsteps came closer, and the door opened.Damian was in a robe, his hair still wet, irritation all over his face. "Martha, from now on, don't come knocking at night unless..." He stopped short. "Sienna? What are you doing home? Weren't you at Tessa's?"I watched the panic on his face, and it gave me a satisfaction that was almost cruel. "I missed you, so I came home. Haven't you been saying you want a baby? Let's start right now."Damian's expression darkened."What, you don't want to?" I smiled. "Or does Mr. Foster have plans tonight, and I came home at a bad time?"A figure stepped out from behind Damian and leaned on his shoulder. "Dami, what's t

(Sienna's POV)I snatched the phone back, turned off the screen, and held it tight in my fist.Damian's hand stopped in midair. "Who's texting you?""Tessa.""If it's Tessa, why are you hiding it?" Damian stared at me. "Let me see.""Private stuff between best friends, and you want to read it?""Sienna, give me the phone."Damian reached for it. I shrank back until the headboard was against my spine. My heart was pounding. If he saw that message, more than a month of holding it together would be for nothing."Mr. Foster!" Someone pounded on the door. It was Martha, back again. "Mr. Foster, come quick! A young woman passed out in the hallway!"Martha had left her phone in the kitchen and come back for it. The moment she got upstairs, she found Lana collapsed in the hallway.Damian frowned. He looked at me, then at the phone in my hand, and finally got off the bed. "Stay here. Don't go anywhere."The door closed. I heard Martha's frantic voice in the hallway, heard Damian calling for an