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124. Truths That Break
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Elliot POV The bedroom was cloaked in the hush of four a.m., the kind of stillness that made every thought feel louder, heavier. I lay beside Reese, her body curled against mine, her warmth a stark contrast to the cold knot of betrayal in my chest. The day had been a storm — her desperate call, the way she’d collapsed against me outside Lunaris Event, the story of Roseanne’s slap and accusations spilling from her lips. I’d held her, promised to confront Spencer, brought her home, and tucked her in, but now, in the quiet, Jennifer’s words from the garage haunted me: “Avie is your daughter, Elliot. Reese has been lying to you.” The truth — if it was the truth — was a blade, and it was cutting me open.Reese stirred, her breath soft against my neck, and I turned to look at her. The faint moonlight slipping through the curtains traced her face — the curve of her cheek, the lashes resting against her skin, the vulnerability that made my heart ache even now. She’d been through hell toda
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Traded For His First Love 125. A Wound Unspoken
Elliot POV The city blurred past the car windows, a smear of lights and shadows as I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles white, my heart a tangled mess of rage and heartbreak. Jennifer’s voice echoed in my skull, her words like shards of glass cutting deeper with every mile: “Avie is your daughter, Elliot. Reese has been lying to you this whole time.” My chest burned, each breath a struggle as I tried to hold myself together, but the truth — if it was the truth — was a weight I couldn’t carry. Avie, my Avie, with her giggles and curls, was mine? Not Spencer’s, not some other man’s, but mine? And Reese, the woman I loved, the woman I’d fought to win back, had kept that from me for years? The betrayal sliced through me, sharp and relentless, leaving me raw.I slammed my hand against the wheel, the dull thud doing nothing to ease the storm inside. How could she? All those moments — the late-night talks, the way she’d look at me with those eyes that promised forever — and not once
Traded For His First Love 124. Truths That Break
Elliot POVThe hum of the Carter’s Wine offices was a distant noise—phones ringing, keyboards clicking—but all I could focus on was the stack of contracts on my desk, each one a reminder of the long road to rebuilding my life. I was halfway through signing a distribution deal when my phone buzzed, Reese’s name lighting up the screen. Her voice, when I answered, hit me like a freight train—shaky, broken, desperate. “Elliot, can you come get me? Please. Something happened… I don’t… just come, okay?” The raw panic in her words sent a jolt through me, and I was already on my feet before she finished, the chair scraping against the floor.“I’m on my way. Stay there, alright? I love you,” I said, grabbing my keys and coat, already sprinting for the door. Her “hurry, please” echoed in my head, each syllable tightening the knot in my chest. Reese wasn’t the type to fall apart like this, not unless something had gone terribly wrong. My mind raced—was it Sammy? Avie? Something at Lunaris Even
Traded For His First Love 123. Cracks in the Truth
Reese POV The burn on my cheek still pulsed, as if the woman’s hand had left more than a red mark on my skin. I stood frozen in the Lunaris Event reception, my hand on my face, heart pounding as I tried to process what had just happened. The employees were still, eyes wide, some whispering low, and the heavy silence was only broken by the echo of her words: “You think you can get away with it?” The woman was already at the door, but now I could see her clearly — blonde, piercing light eyes, dressed in expensive clothes that screamed wealth, the kind Nathalie, Bethany, or even Alice would wear. And beside her, clutching her hand tightly, was a boy, about Sammy’s age, maybe five, staring at the floor like he wanted to vanish.Before I could speak, she spun back around, her face twisted with rage. “You’re a homewrecker, Venus!” she spat, my name dripping with disgust. “I’m Roseanne, Spencer’s wife. At least, he’d still be my husband if you hadn’t shown up to steal him from me!”Her wor
