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EMILY’S POVThe next morning, I wake up to an empty bed.For a moment, I just lie there, staring at the ceiling, letting the warmth of the sheets remind me of last night—of Carlos. But he's gone now, as if he was never here at all. The space beside me is cold, and I sigh.I sit up slowly, stretching my limbs before my hand instinctively moves to my stomach. I can’t help but smile as I rub the small curve where my baby grows."Good morning, my love," I whisper. As if responding to me, I feel a tiny movement against my hand, and I gasp, laughing softly. "You’re up early today. Just like your daddy..." My voice falters at that last part, and my heart clenches painfully.Carlos.I love him. I love him more than I can even begin to describe. But I can't keep doing this to myself. Last night was a moment of weakness, a moment where I allowed myself to pretend, just for a little while, that things were different. That he still belonged to me. But the truth is, he doesn't. He loves someone e
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CARLOS’ POVA bottle of expensive wine sat between Mateo and me as we leaned against the wooden bar at the far corner of the dining hall. Mateo took a long drag from his cigarette, exhaling the smoke in slow spirals. He looked over to where Emily sat at the dining table, absently stirring her tea while talking with my other relatives.Mateo nudged me with his elbow. "You know, you're lucky, hermano. Not every man gets a woman like that."I felt a tightness in my chest. I forced a small smirk, bringing my wine glass to my lips, but the liquid tasted bitter tonight. He didn’t know. Mateo didn’t know about the divorce, about how everything was coming to an end. I swallowed the lump in my throat and gave a nonchalant shrug."Yeah," I muttered. "Emily's a good woman."Good? That was an understatement. Emily was more than good—she was kind, patient, and had been by my side even when she had no reason to. She had done everything to fulfill our contract, to play the perfect wife even when I g
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EMILY’S POVI stand in front of the courthouse. Carlos and I finally decided to get the divorce today. I glance at my watch for the third time in the past five minutes.Carlos is late.I let out a slow breath, trying to ignore the dull ache in my chest. He isn’t the type to be late—not for something this important. Our divorce signing was supposed to be a clean, professional exchange, just ink on paper before we walked away from each other for good.But he isn’t here.I pull my phone from my coat pocket and dial his number. The call rings once, twice, three times.No answer.I try again.Still nothing.A pit forms in my stomach. Carlos may have been many things during our marriage—distant, impossible to read—but unreliable was never one of them. He wouldn’t just forget. He wouldn’t just disappear.I shake my head, pushing the thoughts aside as I scroll through my contacts and press the number of the next best person to give me an answer.Sarah.“Good morning, Miss Emily,” she says.“
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EMILY’S POVI stood frozen in the doorway. My heart is pounding so violently I could feel it in my throat. My breath came in shallow gasps as I took in the scene before me. Carlos and Lina. Together. In bed. Tangled in each other’s arms like they had all the time in the world.A I had been waiting for him all day, watching the clock tick by second after agonizing second. Today was supposed to be the end—the day we finally signed the divorce papers, the day I closed this chapter of my life and moved forward. And yet, here he was, tangled in silk sheets with the very woman he was leaving me for.Alexander, standing beside me, murmured something. I could hear the disbelief in his voice, but I couldn’t turn to look at him. My eyes were glued to Carlos, to the way he lay so peacefully.How could he sleep so soundly after what he had done?Rage spread through me like wildfire. My hands clenched into fists at my sides. I could feel my body trembling with the anger I felt. I turned to Alexand
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CARLOS’ POVI still feel groggy. My head feels like it's stuffed with cotton. As Emily leaves, I try to piece together what the hell just happened. The last thing I remember is lying down, exhausted but restless. The night feels like it has slipped through my fingers like sand, and I don’t understand why.Then I hear the sharp sound of a door slamming. Emily.My heart clenches, and confusion grips me. Why did she leave like that? My muscles protest as I try to think. Something isn't right. There’s a bitter taste on my tongue and my mind screams at me that I’ve been out for much longer than I should have been.Across the room, Lina stands near the window with her arms folded, watching me with an unreadable expression.“What the hell just happened?” I ask.Lina exhales “You overslept”My mind reels, connecting pieces that don’t fit. “Wait… why do I feel like I’ve been drugged?”Lina's silence is deafening.My stomach drops. A feeling of dread goes down my spine.No…She wouldn’t….“Lina
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EMILY'S POVThe moment I step out of the hotel, I can’t help the tears that fall from my eyes. My heels click angrily against the pavement as I march away, blinded by tears. My breath shudders with the weight of my emotions. My hands shake as I clutch my purse.The world is spinning.Carlos delayed our divorce hearing once again. Why? Because of Lina. The hold that woman has on him makes me jealous."Emily!" Alexander's voice echoes behind me. I can hear the sound of his footsteps as he struggles to catch up with me "Wait!"I don’t stop. I can’t. If I do, I’ll fall apart, and I refuse to let anyone—especially him—see me this way. But my legs betray me. out of my control, my legs slow down because deep down, I want someone to stop me. To tell me I’m not crazy. That I’m not overreacting. That I matter.Footsteps pound behind me, quicker, stronger, until Alexander finally catches up. His hand closes gently around my wrist. I jerk away instinctively, but he doesn’t let go completely, just
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EMILY'S POVEMILY’S POVThe past few days have been a blur of exhaustion, nausea, and an overwhelming need to rest. I spend most of my time curled up in bed, trying to ignore the waves of sickness that come and go like the tide. The air in my room feels heavy, suffocating almost, and I long for something—anything—to ground me.Then, my phone rings.I glance at the screen. My heart skips when I see the familiar name flashing across it. Grandma.Taking a deep breath, I answer. "Grandma?""Emily, sweetheart!" Her voice is warm, full of love "How have you been, dear? It’s been too long since we talked."I swallow hard, forcing a smile even though she can’t see it. "I’m okay, Grandma. Just… taking it easy.""You don’t sound okay," she notes, "Are you eating well? You need to take care of yourself, darling."I hesitate, pressing my fingers against my forehead. "Yeah, I am. Just tired, that’s all."She hums in disapproval, but thankfully doesn’t push. "Why don’t you come over today? I’ve mis
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