Prologue

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Layla Stanley sat on the conference room floor, tears streaming down her face as she watched all those she held dear to her, betray her in a way unimaginable. 

Her husband, Alexander Stanley sat at the head of the table, a devious grin etched on his handsome face. His hands wrapped themselves carelessly over Jessica Winters, his secretary. Well, not anymore she was.

His family sat together all staring Layla down as if she were dirt beneath their designer shoes. No one comforted her, helped her up.

Lately, everything that went wrong seemed to be her fault and even though she was innocent of all the accusations spouted at her, no one listened. They turned their faces at her pleading eyes.

Everything was falling apart in her life at a speed she couldn't' even seem to keep up with. With her hand wrapped protectively around her stomach, she watched each and everyone of them for the last time. As she slowly walked out the door, she made eye-contact with Jessica who wore a despicable look, her lips coming up into an unfriendly smile.

Layla shuddered and felt another round of tears coming on as Jessica mouthed the words to her,

"I won bitch."

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