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Fifth Time, Final Goodbye

Fifth Time, Final Goodbye

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By:  Tranquil PhoenixCompleted
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On their third anniversary, Finley had all their friends over to celebrate. Claire walked in to find him on one knee, proposing to his childhood friend, Renee. "What is going on?" she asked. He shrugged like it was nothing. "It's just a game of truth or dare." But it wasn't until he shoved her down the stairs, causing her to miscarry, that she finally woke up. She'd given him five chances. Now? She was done. "Finley, it's over. Let's get divorced."

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On Claire Carlson and Finley Lloyd's third wedding anniversary, he threw a party with all their friends.When she showed up, though, she walked straight into a nightmare: Finley on one knee, proposing to his childhood crush.The private room buzzed with chants: "Say yes, say yes!""Kiss her, Finley! Don't pretend we didn't call it. Everyone knows you're still into Renee, even though you're married!" someone hollered."Come on, man," another laughed. "If Claire sees this, she's gonna flip."Renee Slutsky tilted her head down, all fake shy, her voice sweet. "Especially since Claire's pregnant. Stress isn't good for her."The crowd egged him on harder. "You can't bail now, dude! You lost the dare! Kiss her!"Finley froze, eyes locked on Renee like he couldn't hear anything else. Slowly, he leaned in."WHAT are you doing?" Claire's voice sliced through the noise.Everyone froze. Every head turned toward the door, where Claire stood.Someone scrambled to explain. "It's not what it...

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27 Chapters
Chapter 1
On Claire Carlson and Finley Lloyd's third wedding anniversary, he threw a party with all their friends.When she showed up, though, she walked straight into a nightmare: Finley on one knee, proposing to his childhood crush.The private room buzzed with chants: "Say yes, say yes!""Kiss her, Finley! Don't pretend we didn't call it. Everyone knows you're still into Renee, even though you're married!" someone hollered."Come on, man," another laughed. "If Claire sees this, she's gonna flip."Renee Slutsky tilted her head down, all fake shy, her voice sweet. "Especially since Claire's pregnant. Stress isn't good for her."The crowd egged him on harder. "You can't bail now, dude! You lost the dare! Kiss her!"Finley froze, eyes locked on Renee like he couldn't hear anything else. Slowly, he leaned in."WHAT are you doing?" Claire's voice sliced through the noise.Everyone froze. Every head turned toward the door, where Claire stood.Someone scrambled to explain. "It's not what it
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Chapter 2
A wave of searing pain hit Claire, ripping a cry from her throat. "Finley, don't go! My stomach—"He stopped and looked at her, his expression cold and unfeeling. "I don't have time for this. Do you even get what it means if Renee's hand scars? She's a celebrity. Stop being so selfish."He walked off with Renee, never looking back.Claire watched him go, despair crushing her. The pain spiked, tearing through her.She turned to people nearby. "Help me... someone, please help my baby—"A hot rush of liquid spilled down her legs, and the metallic tang of blood hit her nose. She looked down—bright red everywhere."No..." Her voice cracked as tears streamed down her face, sheer terror clawing at her heart.Her baby. She couldn't lose her baby."Miss, are you okay? OMG, someone call 911!" A stranger spotted Claire in the pool of blood and grabbed their phone.By the time she was in the ambulance, the pain was unbearable, her vision swimming. Still, she held on, begging the paramedic
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Chapter 3
"Where's the baby's father? I called him to come take care of you," the doctor asked.Claire blinked, her voice weak. "The baby doesn't have a father."The doctor frowned. "That can't be right. You're married, aren't you? But I've never seen your husband at any of your checkups. And now, with something this serious? Nothing?"Claire froze. It hit her: every single prenatal appointment, she'd been alone.When she first told Finley she was pregnant, he acted thrilled. Promised he'd come to the first ultrasound. But then Renee showed up.From that moment, it was like Claire didn't exist. Every time she mentioned a checkup, he dodged her, always too busy. She knew where he really was—spending time with Renee.She stayed quiet for the baby's sake. But now? The baby was gone. So was her reason to keep enduring this.She was done. Seven years of chasing him, and she had nothing left."If no one's here to handle this, you'll need to sort out the payment," the doctor said, handing her a
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Chapter 4
"Nothing." Claire shoved the paper into her pocket and kept walking, refusing to glance back.Behind her, Finley called out, "You've got a checkup in a few days, right? Once I deal with Renee, I'll come with you to the hospital."Her steps faltered, tears slipping down despite her best effort to hold it together."We'll see," she said, turning to face him. "But, Finley? Your five chances are up.""What?" He frowned. "Claire, come on. That was a joke. I never took it seriously—neither should you. Once Renee's hand heals, I'll come back to you. To the baby."A flicker of guilt flashed in his eyes, but it wasn't enough to stop him from turning back to Renee, guiding her carefully as they left.Claire watched him go, her heart hollow but her mind resolute. 'That's it, Finley. Your five chances are gone. You'll never get another one.'Downstairs, she went to pay the hospital bill. While waiting in line, dizziness hit her like a wave, and she stumbled.A nurse rushed over. "Miss, you
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Chapter 5
Finley owned plenty of properties, but only one had Claire's name on it—a house in the next neighborhood. The Lloyd family gave it to her when they found out she was pregnant.Now, with the divorce looming, Claire just wanted some peace. She didn't care if it was Finley or Renee; she wasn't in the mood to deal with either of them."Isn't there a house in the neighboring community?" she asked coolly. "Why not let Miss Slutsky stay there? It'd be more convenient."Finley frowned, caught off guard. "That's your house.""If she needs it, she can use it," Claire said flatly before turning to head upstairs."You're not having any pumpkin soup?" Finley called after her."No."She hated pumpkins—and pumpkin soup most of all.When she came back down later, the living room was empty except for Emma, the maid, who was clearing the table."Mrs. Lloyd, Mr. Lloyd and Miss Slutsky went to the house in the neighboring community," Emma said quietly."Okay," Claire replied, barely glancing up.
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Chapter 6
"Why didn't you rest there for a while?" Claire asked."It's not my home," Finley said, shrugging off his jacket and handing it to her like it was automatic. "Besides, it's your birthday. I should spend it with you."Claire took the jacket without a word, the sharp, cloying scent of perfume hitting her instantly. She placed it on the couch, keeping some distance between them."When's your next prenatal appointment?" Finley asked, stepping closer. His hand settled on her stomach, heavy and unwelcome. "Baby, do you miss Daddy? Next time, Daddy will go with Mommy to the appointment. We'll see you. Isn't that exciting?"Claire froze, staring at his bright smile, feeling nothing but cold. Exciting? Was he serious? There wasn't even a baby left to see, thanks to him."Next Monday. Will you be free?""I will," he promised, sliding his arms around her from behind. "I'm sorry, Claire. I know I've been distant, but it's not what you think. Renee and I are just friends. You're so jealous so
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Chapter 7
"Why would Claire mind?" Finley said. "She knows exactly what kind of relationship we have."He stood and grabbed a napkin, gently wiping the corner of Renee's lips. "You little glutton, how do you still eat like a messy kid?"A wave of nausea hit Claire so hard, she had to look away. "I'm not feeling well," she muttered. "I'm heading home."Finley glanced at her, a flicker of concern crossing his face. "Is it the baby again? This little one really doesn't behave, huh?"For a split second, Claire thought he might walk her out. Instead, he said, "If you're not feeling well, go ahead. I'll come back after Renee finishes eating."She stared at him, biting back the bitter laugh bubbling in her throat. Even pregnant, she came second to Renee.Suddenly, the fire alarm blared. People started shouting, "Fire! Run!"Before Claire could react, the crowd surged toward the exits, the restaurant erupting into chaos. Her mind blanked for a moment. Instinctively, her eyes searched for Finley.
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Chapter 8
After a few steps, Finley glanced back. Claire was still standing where he'd left her, her small frame almost swallowed by the space around her. She looked so fragile, so alone.It hit him then—he'd promised her he wouldn't put Renee first anymore, but he'd failed. Every single time. Determined, he swore to himself he'd make it up to Claire.Once Finley and Renee were gone, Claire returned to her seat. A waiter appeared, carrying a two-tiered cake."Miss, happy birthday. This cake was prepared by Mr. Lloyd," the waiter said, glancing around awkwardly when he noticed Finley wasn't there. Claire sat alone."Just leave it, thanks."The waiter lit the candles and handed her a small doll as a gift. Claire closed her eyes, made a wish, and blew out the candles.She didn't wish for herself. She wished for her baby—to be reborn into a family filled with love, where happiness wasn't something fragile and fleeting.She took a bite of the cake. It was sweet, but all she could taste was bit
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Chapter 9
After dropping Renee off, Finley tried to leave, but she latched onto his arm. "You're leaving me alone again? Finley, you know I hate being by myself.""Call your manager or someone else," Finley replied. " I need to get back. It's Claire's birthday, and I promised her I'd spend it with her."His eyes flicked to his watch. It was late, and he wasn't sure if Claire was even home. Thinking back to how she'd acted earlier, a knot formed in his stomach.Pregnant women were more sensitive, he reminded himself, more emotional. But when the fire alarm had gone off, he hadn't thought about her—or the baby. That guilt weighed heavy on him.Renee pouted. "Fine, but you'd better spend tomorrow with me.""We'll see."When he got home, he opened the door to a dark, silent living room. No Claire.On nights when he came home late, she used to wait for him there, knitting tiny clothes for the baby.But tonight, there was nothing. Just emptiness."Claire?" Finley called, his voice uncertain.
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Chapter 10
Emma's words made Finley's face twist, guilt clawing at him until he slapped himself. "It's my fault! I shouldn't have—" His voice broke as he sank to the floor. "I killed our baby. I was wrong. I'm a monster."He struck himself repeatedly.Emma felt a twinge of pity. "Mr. Lloyd, stop it! Blaming yourself won't fix this. Mrs. Lloyd is gone, and you need to focus on finding her."Her words froze him mid-motion. He blinked hard, then dragged himself to his feet. Without another word, he stumbled toward the stairs, his only thought to find Claire.But a knock at the door stopped him cold.Raoul stepped in. "Good morning, Mr. Lloyd.""If you're here for Claire, she's not here. Go back."Finley tried to push past him, but Raoul didn't budge."Actually, I'm not here for Ms. Carlson. I'm here for you."That name made Finley's jaw tighten. "Ms. Carlson? She's my wife! You've always called her Mrs. Lloyd. What's with the name change?"Raoul pulled out a stack of papers. "This will cle
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