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Chapter 7 Weston Carrington refused to believe it. He was certain Celeste Monroe was orchestrating another ruse. He rushed into the charred ruins of the estate, determined to find some clue that she had survived. If she had deceived him, she would pay a steep price. But there was nothing left but ashes. The children’s … Read More “When love becomes a memory Chapter 7” »
Chapter 6 When Isabelle emerged, wrapped in a towel and looking every bit the vision she intended, Weston felt.. nothing. As she leaned in eagerly, he recoiled, almost reflexively pushing her away. “I’m sorry, something came up at work. I have to go.” He left as if fleeing a fire, bewildered by his own reaction, … Read More “When love becomes a memory Chapter 6” »
Chapter 5 Lately, both Weston Carrington and I had been busy. He was preparing for Isabelle “Belle” Knight’s return to the States, while I was making plans to take the children and leave. If I wanted to slip away from the ever–watchful Carrington family, timing had to be perfect. Though the kids said they didn’t … Read More “When love becomes a memory Chapter 5” »
* Chapter 4 The shame and pain crashed over me like a wave, suffocating and all–consuming. I pushed him away with all the strength I had, screaming desperately, “If you love Belle so much, why did you marry me? Why trap me here and ignore me?” There was no response. Though I couldn’t see him, … Read More “When love becomes a memory Chapter 4” »
Chapter 3 Ireturned to Carrington Manor, the cage built for me after our marriage. The twins were still awake, running to cling to my legs as soon as I stepped inside. “Mom, did Dad come back too?” Ethan asked. Theard their little feet run toward the door, only to return, their disappointment palpable. “Did Dad … Read More “When love becomes a memory Chapter 3” »
*** Chapter 2 Loften felt like my li my life was perpetually derailed, heading straight into every storm it could find. When I first met Weston, I was the adored Manhattan socialite, Celeste Monroe, and he was the rising star of the financial world. PA D y art gala, while the powerful circled around me … Read More “When love becomes a memory Chapter 2” »
## Chapter 1 The kids begged Weston for days before he finally agreed to celebrate their birthday with them. The food on the table grew cold, and the twins sat by their cake, refusing to go to bed. Weston never showed up. But I knew where he was. Grabbing my cane, I felt my way … Read More “When love becomes a memory Chapter 1” »