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More than anything. Then I hit send, my thumb pressing down with a force that threatened to crack the screen. My entire body

ing of my hands. Her triumphant grin faltered, replaced by a sneer. "

a beaming Bryce and Galilea plastered on it. "Here," she scoffed. "A little souvenir of what a rea

wedding, did you? Just a quiet little courthouse deal, if that. Did Bryce even bothe

expecting me to burst into tears or lash out. But my gaze was

there. And Galilea. In a wedding dress. It was real. This was actually happeni

de, dazzling smile on his face. He held her close, whispering something in her ear, and she giggled, p

s voice carrying clearly on the sl

physical blow. He had never said that to me, not in public, not like t

voice raw, a choked cry

heers of the wedding guests, by the continued roar of the

k of my hand, a cold resolve hardening my f

strong. "Where do you think you're going?" she hissed. "Don'

I snarled, try

want to pretend you actually know Bryce? Everyone here knows Galilea is the

into my skin. "Help! Someone! This crazy woman i

arm free, shoving her with all my might. Aisha stumble

feet, her face contorted in fury. "How dare

onfused frown on his face. "Bryce! Honey! This crazy

died down. Guests murmured, pointing, the

a fleeting second, I saw it-a flash of pure, unadulter

e trembling, "What is the mean

face to Bryce's startled one. "Wait, you two... you know each

nly demanding. "Bryce, darling, do you k

d at Bryce, pleading. Please, just tell them. Tell them I'm

s jaw tightening. "I don't know this woman," he declared, his voice clear and

e years of our secret marriage. Three years of building his empire with my hidden funds. Three ye

And he had the audacity to share my deepest, most traumatic secret – the assault – with Galilea, the woman he was

oked off by a sob. It was all a lie. Our entire life tog

ng with a new, terrifying resolve. This wasn't j

it all down. Every last piece. Leave nothi