"Congratulations, Liam! You truly deserve it," the presenter beamed as she handed him the golden statuette, a glint of admiration in her eyes. My heart sank. Liam Leon Galloway, my contracted husband, the man who never loved me from the start, was now being celebrated on the grand stage of the 51st Annual Movie Academy Award. And there she was, that woman beside him, looking at him with such adoration, a smile that I know never for once belonged to me but neither to her. I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms, trying to suppress the torrent of emotions threatening to overwhelm me. How did it come to this? The life I thought I had was crumbling before my eyes, replaced by a cruel reality I couldn't escape. Liam's speech echoed through the room, each word a dagger in my chest. "Thanking God," he said, his voice carrying across the screen. There was no God in my world, only an empty void that once held love and dreams. I wiped my tears angrily, trying to regain composure.
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