He threw money on the bed after our one-night stand.
I threw it back in his face at his own inauguration.
By sundown, we were engaged. By the week's end — married.
Franklin Flemington needed a wife to secure his empire. I needed a miracle to save my family. For two years, we played our parts flawlessly — the golden couple the whole city envied.
Behind closed doors, I was invisible to him.
When the two years were up, I handed him divorce papers without blinking.
He stared at me like I'd lost my mind. "I've given you everything a husband should. What more do you want from me, Octavia?"
I smiled, signed my name, and walked out.
I thought that was the end. I thought I'd finally won.
I forgot one thing — Franklin Flemington has never lost anything in his life. And he has no intention of starting with me.
Game on.

The wheels of the hospital bed rolled smoothly down the brightly lit corridor as Dr. Aris and the nurse guided me toward the testing area. The sterile scent of antiseptic hung heavy in the air, a constant reminder of how long I had been trapped in this place. Halfway there, I turned my head slightly and spoke up, my voice clearer than it had been in weeks.


Dr. Aris stopped abruptly, exchanging a quick glance with the nurse before looking back at me with renewed interest. "All of them?"


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