Dear Ex Husband, You Were My Mistake

Chapter OneThe first thought that hit me after my phone went missing during my vacation was returning home to my husband, Luke, and surprising him. We hardly talk, he was always complaining of being busy , so I thought this would be the best way to surprise him. I hadn't told him I was returning early, so I thought I'd just go and catch him off guard, show up unannounced, just to see the look on his face.But when I got home, there was no one. The house was silent. No sounds of him, no sign of him whatsoever. It felt off, weird. I called out his name; no answer. I really didn't think too much about it, assuming that he was off somewhere with work or something.I came into the living room and saw it for the first time,bhis second phone. It lay on the couch, just sitting there. I knew it was his, because I'd seen him use it before. He always kept it hidden, but there it was, like he forgot it. I thought this would be a good chance to call my best friend Sophia and tell her I was back.

I Chapter Three I woke up in a bright, quiet room. The lights above me seemed to shine a bit too much, causing my head to ache, so I blinked a few times, trying to accustom myself to it. My heart was racing as I sat up, slow and dizzy. I had to steady myself. Where was I? The room did not look like a typical hospital room at all. The walls were colored in pastel shades of neutral color, and the furniture was modern and sleek. In fact, it looked more like the suite in some very expensive hotel than in a hospital. I could see the skyline of the city outside my window. This was no ordinary place. Before I could even begin to wrap my mind around it, the door swung open and a man stepped inside. He was tall and dressed in a crisp black suit, which seemed to command the entire room. Dark eyes, smoldering with an intensity that locked onto mine, seemed to pierce right through me. There was something intimidating about him, but still, he was as composed as one would be. His voice was dee

Chapter FiveEarly morning light filtered through the wide windows of Chris's penthouse, where I sat waiting for him in the living room, already dressed and ready to go. He was running a little late, which wasn’t common for him. My nerves felt like a ball of electricity in my stomach; today would mark our first public appearance together—a press conference to announce our "relationship."Chris walked in, looking sharp and intense, his expression cold and focused. He barely spared me a glance as he buttoned his shirt cuffs with precise, almost mechanical movements. His dark eyes flickered over me momentarily."Ready?" he asked in a clipped tone, with no warmth, not even a polite smile.I nodded, swallowing my nerves. "Yes, I’m ready."He nodded toward the door without saying anything else. I took a deep breath and followed him out of the room. A strange mix of fear and anticipation churned inside me. It’s a job, I reminded myself. My heart didn’t have to be involved.I*n the Car*The r