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CHAPTER 40: Hello Paris and Goodbye, Dad
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I hung up the phone and stared at it, feeling the weight of their rejection settle over me. But at the same time, there was a strange sense of freedom in it. I was no longer tethered to their expectations, no longer bound by the need to please them. I had lost so much already—my baby, my marriage—and now, it seemed, my family too. But I was still standing.Claire found me sitting on the couch, my phone clenched in my hand, my face pale.“They called, didn’t they?” she asked softly, sitting beside me.I nodded, my throat tight. “Dad’s angry. Because of the divorce. Because I’ve ‘embarrassed’ them.”Claire’s expression darkened, and she reached for my hand. “Screw them. They don’t know what you’ve been through. They don’t deserve you, Cassandra.”I let out a shaky breath, feeling a rush of gratitude for Claire. She had been the only person who had stood by me through all of this, never once judging me for the decisions I had made. She had seen the pain, the loss, and still, she remained
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The sound of pen on paper felt strangely final. I sat in the sleek office of the modeling agency, my fingers trembling slightly as I signed the contract. I was officially a model now. It had all happened so quickly, from the chance meeting with the agency’s talent scout to the follow-up meetings that eventually led me here. As I glanced up, Victoria smiled at me, her red lips curving into a pleased expression. “Bienvenue dans le monde du mannequinat, Cassandra,” she said ‘welcome to the world of modeling’, her French accent as polished as her appearance. “I have no doubt you'll do very well here.” I managed a small smile, though my heart was pounding in my chest. This was it—a new chapter. Something completely out of my comfort zone, but maybe that’s exactly what I needed. “Thank you,” I said softly. “I’m ready.” Victoria handed me a sleek folder with details about my first few jobs. Fashion shoots, brand endorsements, and even a runway show. I’d be diving straight into the
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“No!” I shouted, my hands shaking. “You don’t get to act like you cared! Where were you, Killian? Where were you when I was bleeding on the floor, begging for someone to help me? Where were you when I lost our child? You weren’t there. You never were.”His face paled, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the steering wheel harder. “What are you talking about?” His voice was softer now, almost afraid of the answer.I took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to steady myself, but the tears were already brimming in my eyes. “The baby,” I whispered, the words heavy with grief. “I lost the baby, Killian. Seria pushed me, and I lost the baby.”Killian’s eyes widened in shock, his face going slack as the weight of my words sank in. For the first time again. I was seeing emotions on his face. “No...” he breathed, shaking his head as if refusing to believe it. “I—I didn’t know. I didn’t—”“Of course, you didn’t know,” I spat, cutting him off. “You didn’t care to know. You were too busy with
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