My Endless Sorrow
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Karen delighted in tormenting me over the pettiest matters, and Lucas knew it well.
The next morning, before the bodyguards escorted me to her, Vanessa found me first.
She rested a gentle hand on her stomach, her expression soft and content. The sight was a cruel reminder of who I used to be before I lost everything.
Seeing my hollowed-out gaze seemed to satisfy her.
"You’d better mean it when you say you want a divorce," she said, her voice dripping with false sweetness.
"Don’t try any of those pathetic tricks—letting go only to cling back harder. Lucas won’t fall for it."