Death Of A Marriage, Birth Of Revenge

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into my chest and left ar

he expensive silk of my dress. The fabric m

bled violently as the force of the liquid drove me back several

opper, refusing to scream. It was the enduran

anded on the back of Ilene's hand. She im

st taken the brunt of the boiling liquid. Instead, he spun around

the minuscule red spots on her skin, and roa

ain made my vision blur, but the sight of them clingin

ed violently with the absolute, freezi

d mess. The skin was already blistering, o

room in a blind panic, flanked by secur

y chest, all the color drained from his face

k straight out of the manager's hands and care

t me with a gaze so full of impatience a

ded to know why I had to provoke a mentally

accustomed to blaming other

pened my mouth, but I realized I didn't have a

upport my weight. Using every bit of willpow

imeter I moved, sending drilling pain through my ne

ous smirk flashed across her lips before she forc

were locked entirely on Ethan's fam

iberately, I slid the five-carat di

ed together, and he snapped at me, ask

stained separation agreement. The diamond

at had burned in my eyes for five years

my severely injured body, I walked

guests from the other rooms were p

ept my head held high, walking like a d

ddenly gave a strange, inexplicable twinge,

on. She let out a pathetic moan of

ruptly. He bent down and sc

hed the metal doors slowly slide shut, co

an, you and I are d