"I'm not going to pretend anymore, Diana. I stopped loving you the moment I laid eyes on my mate. I want a divorce."Marcus’s words cut through me like a knife. I had just stepped out of the kitchen, exhausted from hours of preparing a special dinner to celebrate our anniversary. At first, I thought he was joking, as he often did. I let out a laugh and wiped the sweat from my forehead, trying to shake off the strange feeling creeping into my gut.“Nice try, but that’s impossible. Everyone knows you can’t function without me,” I teased, expecting his usual grin.But Marcus didn’t smile. He stood there, stone-faced, and I felt a chill run through me.“You can’t be serious, Marc. It’s our fifth wedding anniversary. I’ve been cooking all day, and I even bought new lingerie for later tonight. Please tell me this is a joke.”My voice cracked as I spoke, and my heart pounded in my chest. The truth hit me minutes later when Marcus explained everything to me. Not only did he have a mate, but h
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