While packing my hospital bag, I discovered my CEO husband’s hidden diary—filled with private photos and handwritten notes about the woman he never stopped loving. That night, I quietly headed for the airport. By sunrise, he was completely unraveling. – Welcome

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“I’m done eating.”

“Avery.”

I picked up my acceptance folder.

Elliot stood too.

Victor said, “Let her go.”

Dad looked furious.

Not because I was leaving.

Because the evening was no longer under his control.

I walked outside with my hands shaking.

Before I could start my car, my phone buzzed.

Elliot.

***I’m sorry. I swear I had no idea.***

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