Kiss Of A Fallen Star
Each one filled with fragile hope that he might look at me differently, that he might love me again, that he might remember how to care.
But Ryan Williams— the man adored by millions— had no affection left to give me.
I shook my head, forcing the thoughts away. They weren’t good for me, not good for my baby. I tried to push further, to remember what had happened, to piece together the fragments that had led me here.
I remembered standing in our living room, my hands pressed against my swollen belly, eight months pregnant and exhausted.
My voice had broken as I told him I felt invisible. That while the world saw him as a star, I was fading into shadows. His mother’s taunts echoed even now— sh
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