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Blood ran down my face as I lay in the ambulance.Terrified, I called my husband again and again.He ignored every single one.Then, an Instagram post popped up.He was with his first love and a child, setting off fireworks. The little boy reached up and called my husband "Daddy." Hugh held them close, as if they were his real family.That night, I drafted the divorce papers. Taking my secret pregnancy and the last piece of my pride, I vanished into thin air.Later, he panicked…Evelyn’s POV“We’re sorry, the number you’ve dialed isn’t available right now.”The cold voice buzzed against my ear.An ambulance wailed somewhere behind me.Someone shouted, “Miss, don’t move!”I didn’t listen. I just wanted my husband.I pressed call again and again.But the line cut off every time.My fingers shook so hard I almost dropped the phone.Then my phone buzzed once.I snatched it up. It was an Instagram alert. Someone I followed had posted.Julian Sterling, my husband.For a second, I stopped breathing.He couldn’t answer my calls.But he could post.I tapped it open.A photo filled the screen.An amusement park glowed under fireworks.The caption had two words.[Happy birthday.]Whose birthday?I zoomed in.A woman stood beside Julian in a cream coat and a little boy held her hand.My stomach twisted.I knew that woman.Naomi Vance.Julian’s first love.“No,” I whispered. “It’s a misunderstanding.”I swiped down her page.Another video loaded.Naomi stood in a kitchen, laughing behind the camera.The little boy stood on a stool and poured chocolate chips into a bowl.Julian stood behind them with a whisk in his hand.He smiled.Naomi’s voice floated from the speaker.“Okay, little prince.”She laughed again.“Tell everyone what you wished for.”The boy lifted his face.“I wished Daddy could be with me every year on my birthday!”Daddy.He called Julian Daddy.Something closed around my heart like a fist.Julian, did you forget… today's my birthday too.The phone slipped from my fingers. Everything went dark.Evelyn’s POVThe first thing I smelled was disinfectant.I opened my eyes.A nurse leaned over me.“You’re awake.”She checked the bandage on my forehead and handed me my phone.“Your cut’s treated. So you can call someone to pick you up.”I stared at the screen.Julian’s name sat there with all the missed calls.My mouth went dry.While I lay bleeding on the road, he stood under fireworks with Naomi and her son.My hand shook.But I still pressed call.But it wasn't him who answered. A woman's voice. “Hello?”Naomi.I sat frozen on the hospital bed.Before I could speak, a child’s voice rang out behind her.“Daddy, the fireworks are starting again!”The boy laughed.“Come look!”Then Julian’s voice came through.“Slow down, or you’ll trip. I’ll watch as long as you want.”So gentle.My fingers tightened around the phone.He hadn't even given me the chance to speak.The line went dead.I couldn't stand to be in that hospital one more minute. I signed the discharge papers and took a cab home.The cab dropped me home at eleven.Still my birthday.The living room lights were dimmed the way Julian liked.The curtains I’d chosen hung neat and warm.Our wedding photo hung on the wall.In it, I leaned against him and laughed.His face had softened, just a little.I'd thought that it was only the beginning of something happy.Now it all felt like a joke.I looked away.On the nightstand, the wine still waited.The lingerie I’d bought lay folded on the bed.Everything I'd swallowed for so long finally broke loose.I walked to the drawer and took out scissors.The first cut sounded sharp in the quiet room.The silk split.Red fabric fell in strips at my feet.I picked up the wine bottle and poured it into the trash.I sat on the bed in the dark.Tears slipped down without sound.Then the front door opened.Julian came home.His tall shadow filled the bedroom doorway.His eyes swept over the cut fabric, the empty bottle, and my swollen face.He paused for one second.Then his voice came flat."Sorry. Something came up. I'm back late."Evelyn’s POVJulian’s apology landed like a business report.He walked farther into the room.“I’ll have a new sapphire necklace made tomorrow.”“To make up for your birthday.”I stared at him.Jewelry again.He covered all wound all with something expensive.He hadn't even noticed I was hurt.He stepped closer, one arm circling my waist, pulling me in, bending to kiss me.But all I could think about was the tenderness he'd just spent on another woman and her son.My stomach lurched.I shoved him away.Julian froze.I ran into the bathroom and gripped the sink.My body shook so hard the mirror blurred.I was sure that we’d use protection last time.But a panicked thought flickered through my mind anyway.Julian stood at the door.His brows pressed together."What is this now? Another tantrum? I was just running late, didn't I say I'd make it up to you? Why are you being so unreasonable?"He crossed his arms.“Why are you being so unreasonable?”Unreasonable.The word scraped through me.A whole night of heartbreak finally broke through my defenses.I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.“Julian, I need to ask you something.”Then his phone rang.The screen lit up between us.Naomi.Julian glanced down and his face softened.The hard line around his mouth loosened.He answered in front of me.Naomi’s crying voice spilled from the speaker.Julian’s voice turned gentle.“Don’t be scared. I’m on my way. I’ll handle everything.”The call ended, then his softness vanished.He walked past me.“Something came up at the company. Get some rest.”The front door closed.The house went silent.I sat on the edge of the bed until midnight bled into dawn.Julian didn’t come home.Two years earlier, Julian had just blocked a hostile takeover attempt against Sterling Group.But he made enemies of the capital behind it.So three men with knives broke into our house and tried to use my life to force him to back down.One blade touched my throat.And Julian kicked through the door, throwing himself in front of me.The knife cut open his back.Still, he held me tight.“Eve, don’t be scared. I won’t let anything happen to you.”After that night, he came home every day.I used to believe that was his way of loving me and it would last forever.But tonight, he broke the rule for another woman.

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