Chapter 5

The Hamptons house had always been my sanctuary—the one place where Gabriel seemed to soften, where memories of our early love lingered in the salt air. But that morning, as smoke filled the kitchen, I realized even this haven had been corrupted.

I'd been preparing brunch, my hands work

Chapter 6

I'd become invisible in my own home, but that had its advantages. Gabriel and Sophia no longer bothered to hide things from me—I was furniture, a ghost haunting the periphery of their perfect life. This carelessness would be their undoing.

The opportunity came when Sophia left her desig

Chapter 7

I watched Gabriel's pen glide across the last page, his signature flowing with the practiced ease of a man who signs million-dollar contracts daily. He didn't even glance at what he was signing. Why would he? In his mind, I was still the dutiful wife who handled the tedious paperwork, th