Six Years A Ghost, Now Real

the text on my husband's phone

defended the other woman, Kallie, telling me, "Kallie

cretly carrying. He had me beaten and publicly shamed at a party while our

my dignity, and the love of my child.

death. For six years, I was a ghost. I built a new life,

etrayed me walked into my bakery, determined

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reminder of the lie he was living. My world, once a perfectly rendered

. One year down, forever to

my own growing unease. My hands trembled, the phone a foreign object in my

ght under my nose. A life with Kallie Allison. The despair that washed over me was a physical weight

ret I hadn' t yet shared. I had been so filled with hope, clinging to the idea that a new baby might bring

l dismissive charm already in place. His eyes brush

ly a whisper. I held out his phone, the

? Snooping again?" He snatched the phone,

istian, she wished you a happy anniversary

d. "It's nothing. Just a work thing. You're being dramatic." He dismisse

ld face clouded with a strange, possessive anger. He was hol

demanded, his voice sharp. "Kall

g the words of his father' s mistress. He looked at me with

car tighter. "She says you don't understand Dad's important wo

, so easily replaced, even in my son's eyes? The humiliation burned, a searin

g, but my mind had gone numb. I walked away, the accusations echoing in my ears, leaving them to the

womb. I had made a decision, a painful, irreversible one. It w

and was steady as I filled out the divorce papers. No demands, no fight for as

lan. I carefully tucked the signed divorce papers and a small, sealed envelope containing the medical proof of my terminat

from the grand ballroom, mingling with the laughter of the city's elite. I stepped out of the car, the cool night air a

ng in the spotlight, basking in her stolen glory. Kasen was by her side, a small smile on his

heart hammered, a frantic drumbeat against my ribs, but my resol

sweet. Too sweet. "I've brought you a gift." I held ou

e in their depths. Kallie, ever the manipulator, tilted h

d, his grip tightening on Kallie's waist. He

e fixed on Kallie. "My freedom. And your future, together." I

ck and fury. He hadn't expected this. He had expected me to cow

ile faltered, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. She glanced at Cristian

was unyielding. Cristian was about to make a fool of himself, to try and deny wha

ce firm, despite the tremor in my hands. "Then y