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[Book under major Editing] ~~~~~~~ despite being married to for five years, he decides you are no more of interest to him. He decides to be rid of you by penalizing you to jail, for a crime you didn't commit. It doesn't ends there, he married your best friend whom he has Been cheating on you with. Only for you to find out both you and him are pawns in a game you didn't know of. He acted rashly and you are wounded harshly. Would you let go of the past and reunite with each other. Read to find out for your self as the story unfolds.
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Loving him was the cruelest kind of torment-a love that lived in the shadows, one that could never bask in the warmth of the sun. I was nothing more than a stolen moment, a whispered name in the dark, a secret he tucked away between the life he had built and the one he wished he could have. I knew, deep down, that I was a fracture in his story, a fleeting escape from the weight of his reality. And yet, I still clung to him, to the illusion that for a few precious hours, he was mine. But the truth was relentless-it came in the form of unanswered texts, in the way he dressed hurriedly after loving me, in the way he said her name with the same tenderness he once gave me. I had given him my heart, knowing he would never be able to keep it, and yet, I loved him still. Loved him as I watched him walk away, loved him as he returned to the arms of the woman he truly belonged to, loved him as I drowned in the loneliness he left behind. Because no matter how much I wished it to be different, I was not his home-I was just a place he visited before going back to where his heart truly lived.

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