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CHAPTER ONE

ESSENCE I sat quietly in the corner, watching everyone eat, drink, and laugh like it was the happiest day of their lives. Well, it probably was. Everyone’s life but mine. They looked right through me, as if I didn’t exist. Which was ironic, considering I was supposed to be the co-star of the show. It was my tenth wedding anniversary, for goodness’ sake. Ten years married to Alex Watson, yet here I was, the invisible woman at my own celebration. But not Remi Vanguard. Oh no, Remi was impossible to miss. She was the star of the evening. She floated around like she owned the place… like she owned my husband. Alex couldn’t take his eyes off her, and neither could half the people here. Including my nine-year-old son, Asher, who seemed to think she was some kind of goddess sent from heaven to grace us with her presence. I looked at the party I had spent weeks planning. The decorations, the flowers, the cake I nearly lost my eyebrows baking in the middle of the night because the ca
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CHAPTER TWO

ESSENCE My alarm dragged me out of a sleep I didn’t remember falling into. For a second, I forgot why my chest felt so heavy..... then I remembered. I sat up slowly, stretching my arms until my shoulders popped. Yawning, I glanced at the clock. Almost five in the morning, because apparently, heartbreak wakes up early. I was still surprised I’d made it home last night. After everything that had happened—the humiliation, the cold, and the fact that my family treated me like an afterthought—I’d driven home like a zombie on autopilot. And I lived to tell the tale. Sort of. It still hurt, thinking about last night. But sitting around feeling sorry for myself wasn’t going to get my family back. I was determined to fix it..... to fix me. I climbed out of bed, splashed water on my face to clear the fog, and headed straight for the kitchen. A while later, I had breakfast set up at the dining table. Toasted bread, eggs, sausage, fruit—served with the kind of love and hope only a wo
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CHAPTER THREE

ESSENCE Once again, I ended up in the arms of the stranger.He caught me before my face hit the ground, flipping my body effortlessly. In the blink of an eye, my back was resting against his other arm, like he’d done this a thousand times before.Our eyes met. Again. And there went my heart, racing like it was training for a marathon. I didn’t even realize I was biting my lower lip until it was too late.'You are truly disgusting, Essence.' I chided myself silently, forcing my teeth away from my lip. At thirty, I was too old to be getting infatuated with a hot stranger who would never think of me that way.Worse, I was a married woman. With a son. And yet, here I was acting like a schoolgirl who’d never seen a man before.I pulled myself away from him quickly and tried to put a good two feet of distance between us.“You need to be more careful,” he said.Then his gaze sharpened. “Why are your cheeks turning red? Are you having indigestion?”“It’s my natural skin tone,” I lied flatly.
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CHAPTER FOUR

ESSENCE I turned and ran back to my room. I didn’t stop until I was face-down on my bed, crying my heart out.At some point, I slid down to the floor. I sat there for hours, my back against the bed, my face streaked with tears. I wasn’t just crying over what I saw, I was mourning everything. All of it. I thought back to how it started. How I met Alex. He was in a wheelchair back then. An accident had left him paralyzed, but he still showed up to support kids at the orphanage. I was there, too. I had lived a few years of my life in that same orphanage. I understood those kids better than anyone.That was where we met.I had just started my company with my best friends, Hailey and Sky. Life was good. It was mine. Until we fell in love. Alex proposed, and I said yes. I was a size twenty-two even then, but he never complained, he loved me that way. And I believed him. After we got married, I found out he could walk again, if he had surgery. But it was expensive... very
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CHAPTER FIVE

ESSENCE “Did you forget your promise?” I asked, staring at Alex like he was a walking disappointment. “You said it would be just the two of us.” “I know,” he said, holding my arms like I was the unreasonable one. “But try to be flexible. Even your son wants to come.” Right. My son wants to come. The same son who told me to leave my own house. Without another word, I turned, walked back into my room, and slammed the door behind me. My bed barely creaked as I sank into it and stared at nothing. “I should’ve known,” I muttered. “It was too good to be true.” I bent down to unstrap the silver death traps pretending to be shoes. They dug into my fingers as I yanked at the buckles. Of course, Alex picked these shoes. They were his favorite. Mine too—if I’d lost all feeling in my feet. That’s when he came barging into the room. “What the hell is wrong with you?” he snapped. “You know the world doesn’t revolve around you, right?” I scoffed loudly. “You’re the liar full
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CHAPTER SIX

ESSENCE For a second, I was too dazed by the impact of my face against a solid chest to react. A warm, unmovable wall of muscle, dressed in expensive black fabric and smelling faintly of rain and something sinfully masculine. I took a shaky step back, trying to regain what little composure I had left, and made an awkward move to sidestep him. But before I could take another step, his hand shot out and wrapped around my wrist, holding me firmly in place. Not rough. Not painful. Just… steady. I looked up, and my breath hitched the second our eyes met. It was him. The hot stranger from the gym. His black suit was tailored to fit his annoyingly perfect frame and he held a black umbrella over his head, although the rain had already dampened his dark hair. His gaze flickered downward, meeting mine, and I saw rage in his eyes. Quiet but burning. And I had no idea why. Was he angry because I’d slammed into his chest? Because I’d run away the last time we met? Maybe he was the k
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CHAPTER SEVEN

ESSENCE Mr. Hot Stuff held my hand so firmly, so naturally, it was hard not to believe it myself. If anyone saw us right then, they would’ve sworn we were lovers. Real ones. The kind who spent Sunday mornings tangled in bed sheets and fought over where to order takeout from. My heart thudded, not from the cold, but from something warmer. Something that made the fine hairs on my skin stand to attention, despite the jacket shielding me from the rain. And by "shielding me," I mean it still carried his scent...expensive, subtle, and maddeningly distracting. I noticed the stares first. The women. Some subtle, some not. Their gazes slid over him like syrup, even the ones already sitting across from men who were probably regretting every life choice they’d made that day. Mr. Hot Stuff was still holding my bag in one hand like it was the most natural thing to do, and judging by the way a few ladies were eyeing him, I was pretty sure they were considering making me an offer for him.
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CHAPTER EIGHT

ESSENCE I didn’t know what to say. A part of me wanted to reject the bag Lucian was handing to me, not because I was ungrateful, but because it was all beginning to feel a little… unreal. He had already done so much for me tonight, and quite frankly, it was starting to scare me. No one had ever treated me this well. It was the kind of thing you see in romantic dramas, the ones where the girl gets swept off her feet by the handsome, mysterious stranger. Except I was not that girl. Not even close. He stood there, arm extended, waiting patiently, and I was shivering even with the heater on. The stubborn chill wasn’t just from the rain, it was from life. The kind of cold that clung to your soul and refused to let go. But the moment I looked at Lucian’s hand still holding the bag, not backing away, I felt guilty. He wasn’t pressuring me. He wasn’t doing it to impress me. He was just… kind. And that messed with me more than anything else. With a weak smile, I reached for the bag.
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CHAPTER NINE

ESSENCE When I looked up, Lucian was still staring at me. His calm smile hadn’t changed, and oddly enough, it made me feel safe. Which was insane, because I knew better than to trust a man just because he looked like he belonged in a billionaire calendar. But still... something about him felt familiar. Not just familiar in the “I’ve seen this hot man in a dream before” kind of way, but like I’d met him, once upon a time. "Can I ask you something?" I asked. He gave a slight nod. "Shoot." "Have we met before?" He didn’t even blink. "Yes, we have." I gasped. I knew it! "Yesterday," he added with a smirk. "We met at the gym." My lips curled into a half-grimace. “Huh.” I blinked. “I meant before yesterday. There’s something about you that feels… familiar. I just can’t place it.” He just smiled again...cool, and confident. "Then let’s wait until you remember." Wait until I remember? Was that his way of saying yes? That we had known each other? My heart skipped for reas
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CHAPTER TEN

ESSENCE The shrill sound of my alarm dragged me out of the shallow, miserable puddle of sleep I’d fallen into. I hadn’t slept much, but sleeping in wasn’t an option either. I needed to hit the gym—not because I wanted to, but because...well...I felt I had to. When I came out of my room, the house was as silent and empty as it was last night. The silence was almost theatrical, like even the walls were pretending I didn’t exist. I walked into the kitchen, made breakfast out of habit, but didn’t bother setting the table. What was the point? Alex and Asher weren’t home. They were probably off having their little family moment with Mother Remi the Great. As usual, I freshened up, put on my gym clothes, and headed out. I was nursing the tiniest hope that maybe Lucian would be there again. But of course, no black-suited dreamboat today. I remembered what he’d said about meeting someone three days in a row being fate. Ha. Fate clearly ghosted me. Maybe he said it out of pity. Maybe I look
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