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“I’m pregnant. You and Gabriel need to get a divorce.” Today was Raelynn Fletcher and Gabriel Newton’s wedding anniversary. She didn’t get her husband. What she got was the woman who’d always lived in his heart. And news of her pregnancy. How ridiculous. Three years of marriage. He had never touched Raelynn once—yet he’d gotten another woman pregnant. The old Raelynn would’ve flipped the table, dragged Katherine Vane out by the hair, and torn her apart in a full-blown mistress showdown. But now? She didn’t have the strength. And she didn’t have the nerve to fight Katherine for anything anymore. She only glanced at the pregnancy test sheet before handing it back. She smiled. “Fine. Divorce.” Katherine stared at the woman in front of her—so skinny she was practically bones wrapped in skin—and froze for a few seconds, clearly not expecting her to give in so easily. “For real?” Raelynn nodded. Katherine’s face lit up. “Then we’ll go find Gabriel right now!” She’d tried so many ways before, and Raelynn never loosened her grip. If she’d known a fake pregnancy would work this well, she would’ve used it a long time ago. But it wasn’t too late. In the car, Raelynn stared out the window at the shifting scenery. Her face was deathly pale, not a hint of color. “You know where Gabriel is?” Katherine answered without hesitation. “Larchmoor Hotel.” Raelynn murmured, “Is that so… so that’s where he is…” Gabriel hadn’t come home in a month. Everyone around her either wouldn’t tell her, or didn’t dare tell her, where he was. She didn’t even have his phone number. So she never had the chance to tell him she was sick. Last month, she’d been diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer. The doctor said if she had surgery, the success rate was about forty percent. But even if the surgery worked, she wouldn’t live long. So she refused. She was alone anyway. No family to speak of. No one to miss her. Nothing to hold on to. Instead of living on medication just to drag o
