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Signed, Sealed, Shattered
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2025-02-09 06:51:43The clock on the wall ticked mercilessly, each second stretching the silence between them. The penthouse, sleek and cold, loomed around Elena Carter like a glass cage—beautiful, yet suffocating. She had spent three years inside these walls, loving a man who never truly let her in.
Tonight, she was done. Her fingers trembled as she placed the divorce papers on Adrian Wolfe’s polished mahogany desk. The weight of the moment pressed against her chest, but she kept her chin high. If she faltered, even for a second, she knew she would never leave. Adrian sat behind the desk, his expression carved from stone, unreadable as ever. His dark, piercing eyes locked onto hers, searching for something—regret? Anger? Fear? She couldn’t tell. That was the problem. She never could. “Elena.” His voice was smooth, controlled. Too controlled. The way it always was. She inhaled sharply. “It’s done, Adrian. I’ve signed.” A muscle ticked in his jaw. He didn’t glance at the papers. Didn’t even reach for them. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers as if this were just another business deal. “You’re being dramatic,” he said. Elena let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “Dramatic? You think walking away from my own husband is some emotional outburst?” His gaze darkened, but he still didn’t move. Still didn’t fight. That hurt more than anything. “You have everything, Elena. The penthouse, the cars, the credit cards. I’ve given you—” “You,” she cut in, voice breaking. “You never gave me you.” Silence. A thick, suffocating silence. Adrian’s grip tightened on the edge of his desk, but his face remained impassive. The billionaire who never lost. The man who controlled everything. Yet he was letting his wife walk out the door without so much as a fight. A fresh wave of pain crashed over her. God, she had been such a fool. She exhaled shakily. “I needed a husband, Adrian. I needed love. I needed you to let me in. But you never did.” His throat worked like he wanted to say something. Maybe for the first time, he wanted to stop her. But he didn’t. That was all the answer she needed. Elena reached for her wedding ring, her heart pounding as she slid it off her finger. The cold metal felt like a broken promise in her palm. With one last look at the man she had loved—the man who had never truly been hers—she placed the ring on top of the papers. And then she turned and walked away. Not a single word stopped her. Not a single plea. The door clicked shut behind her, echoing in the hollow silence. Adrian sat motionless, his chest tight, his fingers curled into fists. For the first time in his life, he had lost something that money couldn’t buy back. And it was only as she disappeared into the night that he realized—he had never truly believed she would leave.Related chapters
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