The CEO's Divorced Wife: Rewriting Her Life
“I thought I could control things, fix things, but I can’t even protect the people I’m supposed to protect.”
Britney leaned back, crossing her legs slowly and lighting a cigarette, her expression shifting, less seductive now, more curious, more calculating.
“You still love Sabrina, don’t you?” she asked.
Adrian didn’t answer, but silence had always been his loudest confession.
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Across town, Sabrina sat on her bed, her phone still in her hand, her eyes swollen from crying, and she hadn’t moved since the call, the room around her feeling too quiet, too empty, filled with memories she didn’t want but couldn’t escape.