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On the night of our fifth wedding anniversary, Gavin Cole and I went camping on Pinecrest Peak. Halfway through the evening, he took a phone call and abandoned me on the mountain summit. That night, a once-in-a-century rainstorm struck the area, triggering a massive mudslide. I huddled inside the fragile tent, desperately calling and texting Gavin over and over. The call finally went through at dawn, but it was not Gavin who answered. It was his childhood sweetheart, Roxanne Miller. "Gavin

Three years after returning from my teaching post in the rural mountains, I ran into my ex-husband at the hospital. We exchanged brief pleasantries, his eyes scanning the prescription in my hand with a look of recognition. "Stomach acting up again?" I nodded politely. "The usual." "Here, take this chicken soup. I was going to give it to Skylar to help her recover, but..." He kept rambling, and I instinctively cut him off. "No, thank you." The sound of his voice died away, replaced by a hea

1. The day I asked my Harvard professor husband for a divorce, he was in an intimate photo with his college sweetheart on Instagram. This wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision. It was the end of a three-year marriage. Three years where he remembered every anniversary, picked me up from work, and even rescheduled a class during a snowstorm just to bring me a coat. But none of that mattered after Mia, the one that got away, sent him a single text: “Julian, I’m back.” In that moment, I saw a lo

While my son was recovering from surgery, I sat by his hospital bed and scrolled through a thread on a popular forum. The prompt was: "What is the most evil thing you have ever done?" One anonymous user had commented: "I used the woman who sponsored my education as a stepping stone." "My sponsor was a total pushover with more money than brains." "After she paid for my college, I slept with her husband and got pregnant." "The best part? My son and her son were born on the very same day, so

Chapter 1 Killian is a rising star in the business world. And I? I was nothing more than his kept canary. On my birthday, Killian's first love suffered a sudden depressive episode. To rush to her side, Killian abandoned me in the middle of a desolate mountain range. I encountered a serial killer and met a gruesome end. Later, he regretted it. He decided that I was his one true love. But I was already dead. *** I had been with Killian for seven years. This was the first time he had ever

1 I stole the used condom of that Hollywood pretty boy, Shane Riley. I jammed a pillow under my lower back all night, wincing with the pain, just so I could get pregnant. When he found out, Shane acted totally weird. He didn't yell. He put down his prayer beads, the ones he never took off. He took care of me, even more than before. Everything was perfect until I was six months along. He looked at the ultrasound, the one where you could see the tiny hands and feet. His face was full of di

I found a drawer full of plane tickets in my wife's desk. Behind every single one, there was a photo. It turned out her monthly business trips were a lie. For fifty years, she had been flying two thousand miles across the country just to see him. She kept this up from the age of twenty-five to seventy-five. Half a century of betrayal. To make matters worse, the daughter I raised for decades isn't even mine. She belongs to him―the love of her life. I laughed. I laughed until the tears wouldn'

On my twenty-eighth birthday, the first gift I received was a set of divorce papers. I immediately called my wife, only to be met with her cold ridicule. "Can you stop bothering me over such a trivial thing?" "It is just a fake divorce. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?" In the background, I could faintly hear the intimate voice of another man. Not long after, Cole Mercer posted on his social media feed. "Thanks to Zoe, I finally get to move into my dream penthouse!" In the pa

A fire broke out, trapping me and a pregnant woman in the studio dressing room while we were getting photos taken. Even though I was in danger myself, I still gave the only wet towel to her. Later, we struggled to hang on until my fiancé arrived to save us. But he didn't even look at me; he immediately picked up the pregnant woman and headed for the exit. He didn't care at all that I was pinned under a heavy iron rack, fighting for my life. Facing my desperate pleas, he actually kicked my h

Six years after giving birth to the triplets, my phone buzzed with an encrypted message. It was from my eldest son, Henry, code-named H. He’s only six years old. “Mom, Dad’s company system is a joke. It only took me forty minutes to break in.” Before I could reply, a message from my second son popped up. “Mommy, I’ve redirected all the security feeds to their boardroom’s main screen. Right now, it’s playing that clip from last year where he called you 'just an ordinary woman.'” Finally, my

1. After we secretly got married at City Hall, my lawyer husband would propose a formal wedding every time he and his childhood sweetheart unlocked a new position. In three years, Jasper Thorne proposed to me three times. And he stood me up three times. The first time, his childhood sweetheart, Chloe, took a bottle of sleeping pills the night before our engagement party. She was rushed to the ER to have her stomach pumped, and the doctors called it a “suspected suicide attempt.” To “take c

1. On my first day back in Manhattan's Upper East Side, my birth parents taught me a lesson. Eleanor, holding a cup of Earl Grey, spoke in a voice polished by finishing school. "Harper, darling, we are so happy to have you home. But we want to make sure this transition is... smooth. For everyone. Bella has been through a lot, you understand." Translation: Don't start shit with Bella. Richard sat across from them, not even bothering to look at me. His silence was more honest than Eleanor's w

On the night of our fifth wedding anniversary, my wife brought her hundredth boy toy home. The young guy looked at me with a smirk. "Is this your husband, babe? He doesn't look like much." "Don't ruin the mood by talking about someone so boring," Chloe replied. "Come here." She couldn't wait to pull him into the bedroom. I sat on the sofa, listening to the muffled sounds of their intimacy. I tapped on my phone to check the calendar. Three more days. That was all that remained of this absurd

Caleb's ex-girlfriend was diagnosed with a terminal illness. Her final wish before passing away was to hold one last concert. She invited Caleb to be her only special guest. Caleb agreed. To ease my worries, he gently coaxed me. "Don't overthink it, Chloe. It's just a farewell." But during the curtain call, the supposed farewell turned into a public confession. When I saw the corners of Caleb's eyes turn red, it hit me. I finally understood that our five years together were nothing but a

While on a business trip, my husband's company model, Kylie Shaw, posted a new update on TikTok. 【Work is wrapped! The hottest boss treated us to a luxury cruise for two!】 In the photo, she wore a tiny bikini, leaning against a man's shoulder for a mirror selfie. Across his broad, bare back, several bright red scratch marks were clearly visible. Someone commented: "The sexual tension between you two is insane! Looks like last night was wild!" Kylie replied with a shushing emoji: "Hehe, babe

I am the descendant of the Serpent Queen. Caleb Sterling was the city's beloved saint. In my past life, I ran away with him for love. I gave up the chance to awaken my bloodline and shed my skin to become something divine. But on our wedding day, Caleb carved my heart out of my chest. He called me a curse, a dark star that blocked his true love from finding peace. He wanted my essence to pave a path to the afterlife for his dead soulmate. I looked at him in despair while he rolled his pr

I posted a video about canceling a food delivery order, and overnight, I became the most hated person on the internet. Thousands of DMs flooded my inbox every single day. People photoshopped my face onto funeral portraits and told me to end my life. They doxxed me and my family, posting our private information on every trashy corner of the web. They used AI to generate deepfakes of me without clothes and spread them through disgusting group chats. Rumors flew that my money came from selling

Chapter 1 I invested in my cousin Dustin's livestock farm, and in just one year, it generated over six hundred and fifty thousand dollars in net profit. On the day of the payout, he broke his promise of a fifty-fifty split right in front of the entire family. Instead, he transferred a measly four thousand dollars to my bank account. He even patted my shoulder with a patronizing grin. "Nolan, you just sat in your lab all year while I did all the heavy lifting. Giving you four grand is already

I spent ten years married to the heir of the Syndicate. I followed him through life-and-death struggles, until my piano-playing hands were covered in gun calluses and stained with blood. Yet, when he turned twenty-eight, he became obsessed with a "Little Daisy" from the slums. He hid her well, until I caught him accompanying that girl to her prenatal checkup. When I demanded answers in a frenzy, he casually handed me a divorce agreement. "Elowen is a devout Catholic. She cannot have a child

On my third day working as a rideshare driver, I picked up a dead-drunk female passenger. The very next morning, the police were banging on my front door. At the precinct, that same passenger pointed right at my face and screamed bloody murder. "It was this driver! He took advantage of me being wasted in the car and assaulted me! I am still bleeding down there!" Her boyfriend lunged forward to beat the hell out of me, but the officers held him back with all their might. Bystanders in the lo