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After the seventy-eighth time my husband's mistress sent me photos of the two of them together, I posted every one of them online. The girl cried until her face was ruined, screaming that she had no way to go on living. A second later, Nathan's call came through. "Take it down." I didn't. Ten minutes after that, every social account I owned was logged into from somewhere else in the country. Posts deleted. Accounts closed. The trending topic pulled. Start to finish, it took Nathan less than ten minutes. Three days later he came to me with divorce papers and said, gently, "It's only a trick to keep her quiet. Be good. Play along." I nodded and signed. After he left, I changed my pren

“But I don’t want it to be rushed either.” “I don’t want to rush,” he said immediately. “I just want… us to mean what it means.” The simplicity of that nearly undid me. “Then let’s promise something small,” I said, surprising myself. “Not forever. Not big words. Just this.” He tilted his head. “This?” “Showing up,” I said. “Choosing honesty. Even when it’s uncomfortable.” He considered it, then nodded. “I can promise that.” “So can I.” It wasn’t dramatic. There were no declarations, no sweeping gestures. Just two people standing under a streetlight, agreeing to take each other seriously.

Zane started, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. “You have made me the happiest woman in the world today by agreeing to share your life with me. I promise to cherish and respect you. I promise to care for you and protect you. I promise to comfort you and encourage you. I promise to be with you for all of eternity. I promise to love you for who you are, and for who you are yet to become. I promise to be patient and to remember that all things between us are rooted in love. I promise to nurture your dreams and to help you reach them. I promise to share my whole heart with you and to remember to show you how deeply I care for you, no matter the challenges that may come our way. I promise

Great, that was my only wish. I didn’t want to be compared to that man, and I sure didn’t want to be like my father-in-law. “It’s alright, sir—really.” I handed Livia a Business Card. “But if you do happen to change your mind—please give me a call,” I said. “And whatever you’re earning right now? I’ll triple it.” Livia’s eyes widened briefly; I guessed it was because of the money. “I have a baby.” She blurted. “Seven months old poops and cries all day.”

He will heal your wounds with his love and care. The future ahead of you is dangerous, my child, but always remember that with your “Promise Mate” beside you, both of you shall conquer your enemies. I don't know if you will remember this when you grow up, but never let what will happen today ruin your life, child. You have a bigger responsibility ahead. But you can never accomplish it without your “Promise Mate." The Oracle spoke gently to Theo, who kept nodding his head as if he understood what the old woman was saying

For eighteen years, my wife, Elizabeth Connerty, never once reached out to her first love, Lucas Ryder. She committed herself fully to me and cooked warm meals for me. She attended every parent-teacher conference for our daughter. She carefully planned our family trips year after year. That was how we lived—quietly, steadily, and happily—for eighteen years. But after our daughter celebrated her eighteenth birthday, I turned to Elizabeth and said, "Let's get a divorce." She stood in the doorway of our daughter's bedroom, staring at me in stunned silence. I added calmly, "When our daughter was born, you promised me that once she turned eighteen, we would divorce."

I looked at her silver hair, and the horrible ending from my past life flashed through my mind. This time, I would never let it happen again. My expression hardened, and I spoke softly, "Grandma, I want to marry Michelle from the Coopers." My grandmother frowned and said, clearly unhappy, "Michelle may run Cooper Corporations and have plenty of power, but she's sick all the time and can't have children. Why marry someone who's practically on her deathbed? "Our family already has enough wealth and influence. You don't need to marry someone from the Coopers to grow our business."

Folding my hands together, I made a silent wish. "May your future be bright, Joe. May all your dreams come true." I blew out the candle. Darkness swallowed the room again. My eyes held no tears—only emptiness. Unlocking my phone, I stopped at an unread message. It was from the manager at the beauty salon where I worked part-time. [Belle, we've got a big client from Great Eastern University tomorrow. Can you come in?]

I grab the manila folder full of the regional strategies and glare at Otto. "Wait!" he finally gathers his voice. "I promise it's nothing that would hurt you. I'm sorry," he adds. I stare at him as he runs his fingers through his hair and brings his palm back down over his face, but I can still feel my skin itching, and his words do not bring me relief. "Where is this challenge taking place? I haven't had a chance to look at the paperwork Father's assistant gave me this morning," I say, now facing Krish.

The room was lined with files, safes, and a singular desk. I moved quickly, scanning through the documents. Then I found it. A dossier. Marked with my father’s name. Aurora stepped beside me. “Damien… what is it?” I opened the file. And my entire world tilted. The Truth Inside were letters, contracts, hidden agreements. But one page stood out. A birth certificate. My pulse pounded as I read the name. Not mine. Cassian Moreau’s. My stomach dropped. The father’s name listed—