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It was 6:00 am when I heard the front door creak open. A moment later, the mattress dipped beside me.Zachary's hands, still warm from the cold outside, slipped around my waist as he pressed close to whisper, "I love you."I didn't want to respond to him, so I kept my eyes shut, pretending to be asleep.I didn't know how long I lay there, unmoving, until he left. Eventually, I heard the quiet rustle of fabric and the soft shuffle of footsteps. The door clicked shut behind him, and only then did I open my eyes.On the nightstand, he had left me a small note. While in the kitchen, a pot of warm soup sat on the stove.Everything was just like every other morning, if only I hadn't caught him cheating. But I didn't have time to drown in heartbreak. After spending two weeks in the hospital after the car accident, I was already drowning in work—dozens of unfinished sketches piled up on my desk and one particularly important commission sitting on top.It was my first commercial proje
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Zachary pulled his hand back, and his voice softened. "She works at the massage parlor next door. We just know each other and decided to grab a coffee."Monday, a massage parlor, and casually stepping out for coffee with an employee.Not even a half-decent lie, huh? He couldn't be bothered to make it sound convincing.Tiffany's pitiful cries filled the air. "Ms. Parker, please don't get the wrong idea! We really just… ran into each other. Please, just let Mr. Quinn take me to the hospital first. My stomach really hurts. Please, I'm begging you."Cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and her voice grew weaker with each cry. By the time she finished, she was barely holding herself up. The commotion had already drawn a crowd.Zachary hated being caught in an embarrassing situation. The more eyes on us, the darker his expression became. "Sienna, she really is in pain," he said.I waved a hand dismissively, confused. "And what does that have to do with me? You brought her here, an
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I had no idea what kind of connections Vivian had to bypass the police and get surveillance footage from such a huge massage parlor.But I was beyond grateful to her. Without her, I'd probably still be stuck in a pointless back-and-forth with Zachary."Sienna, before you go to bed tonight, ask yourself—do you really want a divorce? Or is this just a heat-of-the-moment thing you'll regret later?" Vivian asked."One day, he might show up at my door with another woman's kid in his arms. And if I'm still married to him by then, congratulations—I get to be a stepmother, no questions asked. Personally, that's not my idea of a good time."Laughter rang out from the other end of the call. "Sienna, a woman like you never backs down."Things were unraveling faster than I'd expected. That night, while scrolling through Tiffany's posts, I saw that she was three weeks pregnant.I let out a soft, bitter chuckle. So it was real. I really was about to become a stepmother.By the time the sun d
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I pulled out my phone and showed Zachary the screenshots I'd taken from the videos, along with Tiffany's Facebook page.I was even kind enough to spare him some dignity—I didn't shove the explicit videos of Tiffany with other men in his face and let them play on a loop.His face paled as he grabbed my phone, frantically trying to delete everything.I let out a dry laugh. "You don't actually think I don't have backups, do you? I've got as many copies as you'd like."The divorce papers are in the drawer. Take them out and sign them. This is what's best for everyone."He stared at me, jaw clenched, before forcing a smirk. "Sienna, look at you. You've really learned a thing or two, huh?"With a cold chuckle, Zachary yanked the drawer open. The divorce papers lay there, untouched, as if they'd been waiting for him all along. I had them drawn up the day I found out he was cheating.He flipped through them lazily, pausing for an extra second at the asset division before scrawling his n
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I deliberately found the video of Tiffany with different men and sent it to Zachary. He has necrospermia, yet Tiffany somehow managed to get pregnant with his child.I knew he'd open the email I sent him to check out the little gift.I didn't touch the things he left behind at the old house. I simply changed the locks and put the place up for sale.I slept alone at my new place at night, but I couldn't get a peaceful rest.I went on to my regular check-ups at the hospital, stayed home drawing sketches, or met with Vivian to discuss new projects.She complimented me for what felt like ages, probably because, now that I was away from the people who drained me, my complexion was looking much healthier than before.Just when I thought life might slowly get better, Tiffany showed up at my new place. Her belly was starting to show, and she looked like she'd gained a lot of weight."You bitch! What the hell did you send him? You've already divorced him, and you still can't leave him al
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As Ethan was the one who started the fight first, Zachary's parents took him to court.On the day of the trial, I debated with myself for a long time before finally deciding to see him one last time.Zachary was pushed out in a wheelchair. His face was unshaven, and he looked utterly dejected.The moment his mother saw me, she jabbed a finger in my face and snapped, "You've got some nerve showing up here. I'm warning you, my son is leaving the country soon. He's not foolish enough to take you back."At her words, he jerked his head up, and something like hope flickered in his eyes.I didn't give him a single glance. Without hesitation, I walked right past him. He had no one to blame but himself for such an ending.Ethan seemed surprised to see me. Then, after a beat, he let out a low, bitter laugh. "Of all people, I never thought you'd be the one to come."Ever since everything fell apart, the fiancée his family had lined up for him had flat-out refused to marry him—she wouldn't
Falling at Her Feet Chapter 1
The day I was discharged from the hospital after the car accident, Zachary Quinn brought something up out of nowhere."I found a great massage parlor recently. We should try it together sometime. I go there now and then when I need to unwind."I froze. Of all the things he could've said, I never expected him to mention that place. The place that I loathed with every fiber of my being.Zachary didn't seem to notice anything. Instead, he casually held my hand. "I know you have a thing against massage parlors, but you can't just assume they're all the same."Not everyone's like your dad, you know. You have to trust me. I only love you. Besides, holding onto stuff like that isn't good for you."But forgetting wasn't an option.Not when I could still hear my mother's ragged screams echoing in my head. Not when I could still see my father, red-faced and furious, shouting obscenities.Not when I could still picture the woman tangled up in the sheets, hiding as she was too ashamed to sh
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I completely lost my appetite. After forcing down a couple of bites, I limped back to bed and curled up under the covers, hoping to sleep.Zachary didn't notice anything was off. Just like always, he scooted close and tucked his head into the curve of my neck. His stubble grazed my skin, sending an uncomfortable prickling sensation down my spine.He rubbed his hands together to warm them before holding my hands under the blanket. He always paid attention to these little details—so much so that he made me believe that we had always loved each other this deeply.But only I knew the truth. There was already an insurmountable wall between us.He pressed his forehead lightly against mine while gently rubbing my calf. "Is your leg hurting again? Just rest, okay? Get some sleep. You'll feel better when you wake up."I kept my expression blank with my lips pressed into a tight line, refusing to say a word.Zachary didn't notice anything strange. He just kissed my forehead, grabbed his
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As Ethan was the one who started the fight first, Zachary's parents took him to court.On the day of the trial, I debated with myself for a long time before finally deciding to see him one last time.Zachary was pushed out in a wheelchair. His face was unshaven, and he looked utterly dejected.The moment his mother saw me, she jabbed a finger in my face and snapped, "You've got some nerve showing up here. I'm warning you, my son is leaving the country soon. He's not foolish enough to take you back."At her words, he jerked his head up, and something like hope flickered in his eyes.I didn't give him a single glance. Without hesitation, I walked right past him. He had no one to blame but himself for such an ending.Ethan seemed surprised to see me. Then, after a beat, he let out a low, bitter laugh. "Of all people, I never thought you'd be the one to come."Ever since everything fell apart, the fiancée his family had lined up for him had flat-out refused to marry him—she wouldn't
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I pulled out my phone and showed Zachary the screenshots I'd taken from the videos, along with Tiffany's Facebook page.I was even kind enough to spare him some dignity—I didn't shove the explicit videos of Tiffany with other men in his face and let them play on a loop.His face paled as he grabbed my phone, frantically trying to delete everything.I let out a dry laugh. "You don't actually think I don't have backups, do you? I've got as many copies as you'd like."The divorce papers are in the drawer. Take them out and sign them. This is what's best for everyone."He stared at me, jaw clenched, before forcing a smirk. "Sienna, look at you. You've really learned a thing or two, huh?"With a cold chuckle, Zachary yanked the drawer open. The divorce papers lay there, untouched, as if they'd been waiting for him all along. I had them drawn up the day I found out he was cheating.He flipped through them lazily, pausing for an extra second at the asset division before scrawling his n
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I had no idea what kind of connections Vivian had to bypass the police and get surveillance footage from such a huge massage parlor.But I was beyond grateful to her. Without her, I'd probably still be stuck in a pointless back-and-forth with Zachary."Sienna, before you go to bed tonight, ask yourself—do you really want a divorce? Or is this just a heat-of-the-moment thing you'll regret later?" Vivian asked."One day, he might show up at my door with another woman's kid in his arms. And if I'm still married to him by then, congratulations—I get to be a stepmother, no questions asked. Personally, that's not my idea of a good time."Laughter rang out from the other end of the call. "Sienna, a woman like you never backs down."Things were unraveling faster than I'd expected. That night, while scrolling through Tiffany's posts, I saw that she was three weeks pregnant.I let out a soft, bitter chuckle. So it was real. I really was about to become a stepmother.By the time the sun d
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Zachary pulled his hand back, and his voice softened. "She works at the massage parlor next door. We just know each other and decided to grab a coffee."Monday, a massage parlor, and casually stepping out for coffee with an employee.Not even a half-decent lie, huh? He couldn't be bothered to make it sound convincing.Tiffany's pitiful cries filled the air. "Ms. Parker, please don't get the wrong idea! We really just… ran into each other. Please, just let Mr. Quinn take me to the hospital first. My stomach really hurts. Please, I'm begging you."Cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and her voice grew weaker with each cry. By the time she finished, she was barely holding herself up. The commotion had already drawn a crowd.Zachary hated being caught in an embarrassing situation. The more eyes on us, the darker his expression became. "Sienna, she really is in pain," he said.I waved a hand dismissively, confused. "And what does that have to do with me? You brought her here, an
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It was 6:00 am when I heard the front door creak open. A moment later, the mattress dipped beside me.Zachary's hands, still warm from the cold outside, slipped around my waist as he pressed close to whisper, "I love you."I didn't want to respond to him, so I kept my eyes shut, pretending to be asleep.I didn't know how long I lay there, unmoving, until he left. Eventually, I heard the quiet rustle of fabric and the soft shuffle of footsteps. The door clicked shut behind him, and only then did I open my eyes.On the nightstand, he had left me a small note. While in the kitchen, a pot of warm soup sat on the stove.Everything was just like every other morning, if only I hadn't caught him cheating. But I didn't have time to drown in heartbreak. After spending two weeks in the hospital after the car accident, I was already drowning in work—dozens of unfinished sketches piled up on my desk and one particularly important commission sitting on top.It was my first commercial proje
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Ethan was silent for a few minutes before I heard his weary voice through the receiver."Sienna… I owe you an apology. But Zachary used the money I owed him for the house to threaten me. I didn't have a choice."Money. That was all it took for him to become Zachary's best accomplice.All those nights where Zachary didn't come back, the ones I thought he had spent drinking with Ethan—he had actually been with a woman.Zachary was never the type to share about his life. Yet, for some reason, he had casually brought up that massage parlor.Guilt. He felt guilty.But more than that, he wanted to see how I would react. That was why, when I told him I had no interest in going, he sighed in relief. He thought that as long as I hated that place, I would never set foot inside.That way, I would never find out what he was doing. But secrets could never stay buried forever."I shouldn't have helped him. And I shouldn't have lied to you. Zachary was so scared I'd tell you that he even dele
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I slept until 8:00 pm. The apartment was dead silent—Zachary hadn't come home.I played his voice message. "Darling, I might not be back tonight. I have to entertain a client. I ordered your favorite steak—it's at the door. When you wake up… mm, make sure to heat it up before you eat."He remembered that I loved steak; remembered that my stomach was sensitive, and that I couldn't eat cold food. He even remembered to remind me.He knew and remembered everything.And yet, he still cheated.His voice was hoarse while his breathing was ragged—like a dying fish gulping for air.A cold, sinking feeling spread through my body, like I'd fallen into an icy river. My limbs felt weak, and even my head felt unbearably heavy.Why would he send me a voice message while they were in bed? Did they get off on this? Without thinking, I called him."Is there something wrong with the project?" I asked. "Or do your clients just not have wives and kids to go home to this late at night?"A soft
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I lay in bed, tossing and turning.This wasn't the first time I'd caught Zachary lying to me. But when did I first realize something was off? It was the day I woke up in the hospital after my car accident.Thinking back about it, I found it almost laughable. When I opened my eyes, there wasn't a single familiar face beside me.It wasn't until I asked the nurse to call Zachary that he finally showed up breathless, with hair a mess, and with a container of seafood chowder in his hand. One of his shirt buttons was fastened wrong as if he'd dressed in a hurry and hadn't even noticed.The Zachary I knew was never sloppy. His hair was always perfectly styled, and his clothes were always pressed and immaculate. It was rare to see him so unkempt. He told me he'd gone out to buy breakfast, estimating when I'd wake up so he could be there.But he forgot that by 11:00 am, breakfast hours were long over. And he also forgot that I was allergic to seafood.The truth was obvious. He was des
