The Caged Canary Finds Her Sky

Chapter 2

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ng open, hitting the

droom. He stood there, his dark eyes scanning the room like a predator locating its p

sink and started scrubbing it under the running

you doing?

limp, a remnant of his violent past, making his footsteps sound heav

ack flush against his chest. He rested his chin on my shoulder. It was a pose we

. My muscles tu

ent of his expensive cologne, there was a

a's pe

king my stomach churn all over again. I s

is fingers digging into my jawline. He twisted my face forward,

voice was cool, lacking any real conc

or a second, pushing the image of him and Estella out of my he

e preparations for the charity gala next month are stre

issal crossed his dark eyes. He didn't care about

pressed his lips

oss my skin. My stomach dropped, but I

I watched him move to the leather sofa at the foot of our bed. He

It was a silent command. He was call

breath, filling my lungs with air, and walked

legs. I rested my head against his knee, pl

lazily. His other hand reached over to his leather briefcas

glass coffee table in front of us

d at the papers, pretending to be confu

d. His tone was arrogant, as if he were granting me a massive favor.

old, black letters print

tial Ag

e first page. My thumb pressed ha

was clear. If the marriage ended, I would waive my right to the Equitable Distribution l

twisting a strand of my hair. "It's just to keep Annab

eck and tell her to get out.* His words

fake, innocent panic. I let my mouth hang open slightly, playi

s suit jacket. He pulled out a black Montb

gold nib directly at my chest. H

for it. I looked down at my own ha

the pen down onto the glass table. Th

a. Don't make

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The Caged Canary Finds Her Sky

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“My hands shook as I stared at the pregnancy test: "Pregnant." My dream of a family, born from a lonely orphanage childhood, was finally coming true. Then, a woman's laugh on the intercom, followed by Holden's cold voice revealing I was just a "tool" he'd dump with a check. The digital screen glowed, announcing the life growing inside me. After years in sterile orphanage rooms, I was finally going to build the complete home I always craved. I planned a romantic surprise for Holden, eager to share our news. But then, a piercing static from the intercom panel shattered the quiet. A woman's purr, Estella's voice, cut through the air, asking Holden when he'd dump "that boring, common woman upstairs." Holden's reply, flat and calculating, revealed I was merely a spotless tool to clean up his family's image, to be discarded after next month's charity gala. My knees gave out. I collapsed onto the freezing tile, the pregnancy test now a disgusting joke. Holden's footsteps approached, forcing me to hide the symbol of my shattered future deep in my makeup bag, dreading his discovery. He later presented a brutal prenuptial agreement, ensuring I'd leave with nothing. At a family dinner, Estella, adorned with the diamond necklace Holden bought for his "future wife," publicly humiliated me by spilling wine on my gown, while Holden embraced her and coldly ordered me to clean myself up. My tears stopped. The pathetic, frightened mask melted away, revealing a woman no longer naive, no longer controlled. Wiping away the ink of his false promises, I clutched my flat stomach, a silent vow forming. He thought I'd leave with a check and my shame, but I would make Holden Dalton learn what a real price was.”