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I throw my phone across the room with an angry shout, watching it shatter into a hundred tiny pieces, scatters all over the floor. Fuck. XXX

“That’s impossible.” His eyes locked on hers, unreadable, but sharp enough to cut. “Then someone wants me to believe otherwise.” And with that, the glass between them shattered not in a burst, but in a slow, deadly crack that promised the next chapter would draw blood. .

The sun was warm as its rays filtered through the windows. I tore up the DNA test report. Finally, all the love and hatred in the past could be sealed away in these torn-up fragments now scattered across the floor.

Was this the reason behind his cold behavior and the decision to get back at me by cheating with Trina? The next thing that shattered the lingering face was the sound of papers being thrown at me, hitting my face. Xaden's next words stopped my heart for a few seconds, leaving my entire body numb. "Sign those divorce papers, and get the fuck out of this office and out of my life. A slut like you isn't fit to be a Luna." My heart shattered into a million pieces, and before my eyes, my world crumbled. Everything I had worked hard to build seemed to go down the drain because of an allegation I never committed. Or was this some kind of dream I was in?

This needed to happen to save who she is and who she will be after she dies. There was nothing I could do to save her life. I choked on another cry as tears and snot ran down my face and started soaking another spot on my jeans. I looked at her, barely holding on. She was doing it for me. So I could live. So she won't kill me after she changes. “I'm so sorry.” “I know,” she whispered. She sounded exhausted, like it took all her strength just to say those two words. “Me too.” I brought my forehead down to hers and my tears started flowing onto her face. She didn't seem to care, though. “I love you.” I pulled the trigger. -

he called out. Vanessa had just ended her call when she heard the voice. Turning around, her eyes met the gaze of her treacherous husband, Lucas, the man who had shattered her soul and broken her heart to pieces three years ago. Hatred coursed through her veins, but she maintained a calm and nonchalant expression "V... Vanessa?" Lucas stuttered, unsure if he was dreaming. The woman before him couldn't possibly be Vanessa. That timid, pathetic woman he once knew could never transform into this stunning beauty.

I thought I had rebuilt myself into something unbreakable, and I would be able to tear them all down, but it was all a farce. But one look, one goddamn look of disappointment from Theon, and I was that shattered girl again. "I’m pathetic," I choked out, my voice thick with bitterness. "I thought I was powerful now. I thought I could make him pay. But how can I destroy someone when just one look still breaks me?" Sophie rushed to my side, wrapping her arms around me tightly, holding me through the storm. "You’re not pathetic," she whispered fiercely. "You’re hurting. It’s normal. You loved him once."

I crawled toward the laptop, heart pounding. Damien stepped through the smoke. His gun raised. His eyes locked onto me. He wasn’t sending men anymore. He had come himself. “Give me the drive,” he said, his voice calm. I gritted my teeth. “No.” He sighed. “You never learn.” His gun fired. I dove. Pain ripped through my side. But I didn’t stop. I slammed my hand down— The screen flashed. **Broadcasting…** Damien’s face turned to pure rage. “What did you do?”

Watch me break. Until there was nothing left but ash.

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 3 - Tyler and Mandy **Release Day** Tyler pov Day seventy-five. I woke at dawn, my heart already racing with anticipation and nerves. Today was the day. Today Mandy came home. After seventy-five days of intensive treatment, daily therapy sessions, processing trauma I'd watched destroy her—today she was ready. Dr. Martinez had called three days ago with the official clearance. Mandy had met all her treatment goals, developed healthy coping mechanisms, reduced her suicidal ideation to negligible levels.