Chapter 7: The Woman He Called Broken
“My fault?” I asked.
Margaret pointed at me. “You came here to ruin my son.”
“No,” I said. “Your son invited me here to watch him humiliate me. I simply accepted.”
Alexander stepped beside me, but this time I did not need protection.
I looked at Richard. The man who measured my worth by a child he could not give. The man who turned my pain into his public performance. The man who called me defective while hiding his own truth in a locked file.
“You wanted me to cry today,” I said. “You wanted me to sit quietly while your mother called my marriage empty. You wanted me to watch you become a father and feel small.”
Richard’s eyes reddened. “Elena…”
I shook my head.
“No. You do not get to say my name like an apology.”
Behind me, Leo laughed at something Luca had done with a flower petal. Mia clapped from her nanny’s arms, full of sunshine.
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