Chapter 1
The heavy sound of the silver scissors clattering against the polished marble floor echoed sharply through the dimly lit, elegant room.
Thirty-five-year-old Elena stumbled backward, her emerald green velvet dress swishing violently as she clutched her stinging, red cheek in utter disbelief.
Thirty-five-year-old Nathan stood over her, his light grey suit jacket shifting as his chest heaved with restrained, volcanic fury.
The small US flag resting quietly on the background wall seemed to stand witness to the sudden explosion of domestic justice.
"Get out of my sight before I forget I ever married you," Nathan growled, his voice dropping into a terrifyingly low, deadpan register.
Elena's eyes darted frantically around the room, realizing that her practiced tears and manipulative lies were no longer working against his granite resolve.
Eight-year-old Leo pulled five-year-old Lily even closer behind his navy blue polo shirt, shielding her from the chaotic wreckage of the confrontation.
Lily's blonde hair, adorned with a neat white bow, featured a jagged, brutal chop where her golden ponytail had just been savagely severed.
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"You can't throw me out like this, Nathan! I'm your wife! We have social obligations, charity boards, and contracts!" Elena shrieked hysterically.
Nathan didn't blink, his dark eyes locked onto her with a chilling, unforgiving disgust that froze the frantic words right in her throat.
