Seven Years of Love Seven Minutes of Truth

Chapter 1

For ten years, Ken had been my everything. He guided me through life’s moments, both big and small, like any devoted partner would. Everyone assumed our future was set in stone: marriage, children, a lifetime together. Then came the day he brought her home.

“Calista, meet my fiancée,” he announced.

I didn’t make a scene. I simply offered my congratulations and wished them well. What Ken didn’t know was that I had already set my escape in motion. I had applied to join a remote satellite research facility–a place completely isolated from the outside world. I never wanted to see him again.

Three years later, Ken moved heaven and earth to find me at the base. But he was too late. I was already married–to his best friend. His face crumpled, eyes rimmed with red as he confronted me.

“Calista, why did you leave me behind…?”

“Are you really going through with the satellite launch research program?” Uncle Johnson’s worry was evident in his voice. “The experimental base means complete isolation–ten years minimum, possibly a lifetime.”

Outside, snow fell softly as the charcoal fire crackled in the hearth. It should have been the perfect setting for a reunion with Ken, but seeing the concern etched on my adoptive father’s face melted my resolve slightly.

“Uncle Johnson, my parents gave their lives to satellite research,” I said quietly. “As their daughter, it’s only fitting that I dedicate my youth to the same cause.”

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in, and Ken, my adoptive brother, had become my protector. I had always gravitated toward him, prompting

two are inseparable! More like

comments would make me blush furiously, while my heart silently ached as I watched Ken’s reaction. He would always respond with that indulgent smile of

that Calista means the world to me.”

an invisible thread around my heart, binding me to

me with a gold ring–his late mother’s most precious possession. He had always said he would give it to the person who meant most to him. Overwhelmed, I responded by giving him my mother’s cherished luck charm. To me, it symbolized

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mind?” he snapped. “You’re my sister–that’s all

revulsion in his eyes that night would haunt

gentle ticking of the grandfather clock filled the study as I broke the silence. “Don’t tell Ken about this yet,