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Chapter 1

Word Count: 672    |    Released on: 26/06/2025

r smelled of antiseptic and e

like a violent, silent storm. They were vultures, and my husband

n you give us

feeling after

es, usually sharp and calculating, were deliberately vacant. He scanned the crowd, h

s locked on

spy and filled with a manufactured vu

he man whose endorsement could make him governor, pushed throu

member me," she cried, th

remember you," he said, loud enough for every micro

faked a

play. A play where I, Jocelyn Fuller, his wife of seven years, wa

After Horrific Crash, Only Remembers First Love

a block of ice. Ethan hadn't even looked at his own son. He did

g me a look of pure, triumpha

hey came home

slick man named David, sat

say we can't risk shocking his system. For now, you and Leo will need to... adjust. He th

The words felt lik

e best. For

a was directing movers to take my things out of the master bedroo

uest room in the back of

y in your room? Why doe

ld do was hold him and lie. "Daddy'

. This wasn't a sickne

o a "bastard." They said his dad had a new, real family now. My son, once so b

n Leo's arms from being pushed aro

did n

his attention solely on Sabrina and the endless stream of polit

r plates. I watched Sabrina wear my clo

r of Senator Fuller-died a little more. She was being replaced by a hollow shell

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