Betrayed by My Boyfriend, Married to the Billionaire CEO

ckered, casting a warm, hopeful glow in her hazel eyes. Tonight was the five-year anniversary of the d

quisitely wrapped blue box on the sofa. Inside rested a pair of silver cufflinks she

ar, tiny knot of anxiety tightened in her stomach. She picked up her phone

lyn shot to her feet, a wide

ion and stale liquor. His eyes widened slightly at the sight of the candlelit dinner. "Wow, Addy. You w

a fraction of a seco

ing between the cushions. "Gotta take a shower," he mumbled, heading for the

name glowed: Bambi Steele, followed by a deer emoji. Adalyn's heart skipp

ok away. It lit up a third time. A message preview hovered on the lock screen:

fingers were cold, trembling as she reached for the phone. Her mind was

ce of numbers. Her birthday. T

oded her vision, sucking the air from her lungs. A selfie of Bambi

le today, Bambi. Like a lost fawn.

rough weeks of late-night conversations. They tal

en. "But she doesn't get me. It

ou. I feel like we're t

She kept scrolling, drawn to the fi

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I feel alive. Sometimes I think the connection my soul

The phone slipped from her numb fin

. "Addy? You out there?"

rs, snuffed out the candle. The wick hissed, a final, dying breath. She left the wrapped cufflink

nd his waist, he found an empty living room, a table of c