Fighting Through The Ashes

Fighting Through The Ashes

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✨Revenge is a dish best served silently. Machelle Richards has a beautiful home, a thriving career as a therapist, and a husband she's loved since she was sixteen. Until the night of their Valentine's Day party, when she catches him in the laundry room with their neighbor. In the shattering aftermath of his betrayal, Machelle makes a chilling choice: she doesn't confront him. Instead, she smiles, plays the part of the devoted, oblivious wife, and secretly hires a shark of a divorce lawyer to systematically dismantle his life. But carrying out her calculated exit strategy becomes a psychological torment when Brian, sensing a distance he can't quite pinpoint, suddenly transforms back into the perfect, attentive husband she always wanted. Completely unaware of the executioner's blade dangling above his neck, Brian fights to save their marriage with grand romantic gestures and vows of absolute devotion. As the lines between her cold-blooded performance and her lingering, heartbreaking love begin to blur, Machelle finds herself trapped in a devastating game of cat and mouse. Can she truly destroy the only man she's ever loved, or will the explosive secrets buried in their affluent neighborhood destroy them both first?✨
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I'm Sorry

"Daddy don't go" my little girl cried while hugging my leg "Yeah daddy we'll miss you don't go" her twin said hugging my other leg. My oldest son just sat down in the couch with tears streaming down his face. I turned to look at my wife or should I say ex wife. She looked down at the floor with a few tear marks on her cheeks while holding our two other kids. "I'm sorry" I say dropping my bags and taking them off my legs to hug them. I went to sit next to my son and whispered in his ear "I never met to hurt you" after saying that I gave him a hug and ruffled his curly hair. I then went to my wife. "I'm sorry" I said kissing the tear marks, then her lips. I then kissed and hug my 3 year and 1 year old sons. "Daddy loves you" then grabbed my bags and left the house. I just couldn't take it anymore. I have to leave. (Yes I changed how I wanted to write this book. The original idea is still posted on my other books, if you want to see it aswell)

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