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Battle of truths

Author: Moonchild
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-01 17:37:47

Kelly

Evelyn’s smirk is maddening, her confidence annoyingly chilling. She sits with a perfect poise, legs crossed, completely unbothered by my presence, by my anger.

I am shaking. The audacity this woman has.

"You lied to my son," I say, my tone sharp. "You told Aiden that I wasn’t his mother? For what reason?"

Evelyn raises an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Did I lie?"

It was as if my anger button was pressed. I lunge forward, only for Anderson to step between us, his hands up in a silent plea. I stop myself, breathing heavily, my fists clenched so tight my nails bite into my palms.

"Why?" I spit the word out like poison. "Why the hell would you tell him something like that?"

Evelyn sighs, tilting her head. "Oh, Kelly, do you really not see it? You were never fit to raise Aiden."

My stomach turns. I glance at Anderson, expecting outrage, expecting anything, but he’s silent, his expression unreadable. What did I expect? He couldn’t even stand up to his mother even when he
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  • The One He Let Go   Did you ever love me?

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    Dear Readers, I can’t believe we’ve reached the end of Kelly’s story. Writing this book has been an emotional rollercoaster, and I know many of you have felt the highs and lows just as deeply as I have. Kelly’s journey wasn’t easy, there was pain, heartbreak, and moments where it seemed like happiness was out of reach. But through it all, she found strength, love, and a future worth fighting for. To everyone who stuck by this story, who cried, laughed, and rooted for Kelly, Aiden, Adrian, and even the complicated characters like Anderson and Kate, thank you. Your love and support mean everything. Though this book has ended, Kelly’s story will always live on in our hearts. And who knows? Maybe one day, there will be more to tell. But for now, I hope this ending brings you the closure and warmth that Kelly fought so hard to find. With love and gratitude, MOONCHILD.

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  • The One He Let Go   Goodbye that’s long overdue

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  • The One He Let Go   The past catches up

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  • The One He Let Go   A child’s, A mother’s regret

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