Chapter 17

Chapter 17:

With a small nod, Samuel responded in a calm, respectful tone, “Understood, Mr. Wall.”

Meanwhile, Sadie dragged herself through her front door, her body heavy with exhaustion.

She collapsed onto the sofa, rummaging through her bag for her phone. The bright screen flared to life, causing her to squint against the harsh light.

Her attention was quickly captured by Kyla’s latest Instagram post—a black Bentley parked under the soft glow of streetlights, its license plate familiar, stabbing at her heart with a sharp pang of recognition. In the photo, Kyla was the picture of contentment, her makeup impeccable and her smile gentle, as she playfully flashed a peace sign at the camera.

The caption beneath the photo struck even deeper.

“I told him it was late, and next thing I knew, he was driving across the city to get me.”

Those words sliced through Sadie’s heart with cruel precision.

Indeed, Noah had chosen to be with Kyla.

her vision blurred and her

over her mouth, Sadie stumbled to the bathroom, her other hand bracing against the

gagged, only the bitter taste

wall, sliding helplessly to the

each shard throbbing with a

for the divorce, believing she was prepared. Yet, the instant she

new favorite is

phone screen, Kyla’s smug expression seemed to mock her, taunting

phone, her grip

another second with that

the only way to rid herself of his

within her, filling every corner of her

night, sleep eluded

bed, the toll of the night evident

reflection in the mirror was ashen, the very image of exhaustion. She reached for her makeup bag, attempting to mask

no amount of cosmetics could veil the profound exhaustion and despair that

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