Reborn, His Discarded Wife Returned Radiant

thy water. The wind was a physical assault, flinging grit and cold against any exposed skin. Her sedan, a beat-up relic parked a block away, was a rusted stain

fort. The scar that sliced from her temple to her jaw pulled tight, a permanent reminder of her place. She clutched a square cake box to her chest, her body a flimsy shield against the downpour. Already, the cardboard corne

host-hunched, shivering, pathetic. A figure the city was in the process of washing away. Still, a flicker of somethin

rantic drumming in her chest and darted across t

umbled Damian's name, but now a hostess with a severe haircut was dissecting her with a look. The woman's gaze slid over Aurora's jacket, lingered

lackwood," she said, h

red finger down a dim hallwa

ed her footsteps. As she neared the end, laughter spilled from b

to push it open, but Preston's voic

e years with that ugly duckli

s lungs turned to

riously. But it was a smart move. Marrying her kept Sera

ston roared with laughter. "

she couldn't breathe. Then she heard Damian's voice. It was lo

ess arrangement. The co

rrangement

, shredding the fragile hope she had woven over three years. Every small kindness she had

, his cool, distant eyes, the way he'd told her to "remember he

unding pain that kept her upright. She forced her lungs to take

pushed the

usement. Preston and Caleb were sprawled on a leather couch. In a large armchair at the center of the room sat Dam

She walked across the room, her steps feeling disconnected from h

n," she said. Her voice w

re his usual cold mask settled back into place. H

c chime that grated on Aurora's nerves. "Oh, is that a Bl

saw the lie for what it wa

without a flicker of hesitat

it's y

fingers brushing his, and gave him a look of su

ak her; it vaporized her. It took every sacrifice, every lonely night, every d

ce for a trace of guilt,

thing. Just

way. Each step was a fresh agony. The sound of Prest

t washed over her face, mixing with the hot tears that now flowed freely. She s

he let go. The sobs came, silent and wracking, shaking

ge, the hope, the love-it was all a one-woman sh