I Deleted You Traitor Even My Blade Forgot Your Name novel Chapter 43

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She’s just modeling for me.”

Tr’s art. You wouldnt understand”

Three years. Same excuses.

Wedding to divorce. My artist husband never painted me once.

but he sure as hell painted her–his childhood sweethean–naked over and over.

wery single time, same bullshit like that.

hen Zach and I got back together.

stopped begging to see his studio. Stopped caring when he came home.

ind when Glanna showed up to pose nude again?

even fed him the line: “I know. It’s art.”

eeing me at so unbothered?

HATS when Zach freaked out.

That he didn’t know?

ering back together was just me GETTING EVEN.

hree years. Wedding to divorce. My artist husband never painted me once

en we got back together.

shopped begging to see his studio, Sogged checking when he came home.

nd when Gonna Sterling started showing up to pose nude?

even handed the perfect out by art. I get it.”

It’s when Zarks Morrie froze

l band shot out, gripping my wrist is eyes backed unto mine

actre jew fighdeand the andring That’s 11

the’s my muse–the cowan get my Her does get wet, es i pare him suminking dry

le shifted then, Mocking Glanna with his body His eyes flashed–rated defensive

This is ART Not whatever you’re thinking

lanced past him

anna stood there in his shart, barely covering her thighs, thats long legs on full display

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When I didn’t react, tears filled her eyes.

Nora, please… don’t fight over me,” she whispered.

Maybe I just… shouldn’t come anymore.”

cut her off, my voice flat. “I get it. It’s art. I’m not mad.”

ach went rigid.

le stared at me, then his eyes bored into mine like he was trying to read my mind.

Then why are you dragging a suitcase?”

is voice cracked. “Every time we fought, you’d pack up and bolt. So how long are you gonna be GONE this time?”

7hat?

looked up, confused.

is eyes were red. Voice almost shaking.

1. h. right. He’d been locked in that studio with Gianna for days.

nd I never told him about my trip–didn’t want to bug him while he worked.

> he hadn’t even noticed I’d been gone a week.

rolled my suitcase inside. “I just got back from a work trip.”

nally, his face relaxed.

glanced toward the bedroom. Gianna’s stuff was everywhere.

is a pain for her to commute, so I told her she could stay here for a while.”

ich said. Rubbed his nose, looking uncomfortable.

nodded and dragged my suitcase into the guest room.

h, and I’m working late tonight. Won’t be home.”

Laid to him. Might as well give them some space.

hen I grabbed my bag and headed for the door.

ich suddenly grabbed my hand.

You always wanted me to paint you, right? After this exhibition wraps up, I will.

Call it your birthday present

is tone was so sure–like he was doing me this huge favor.

ach was sure I’d be thrilled.

fade sense. During our three–year marriage, I’d begged him constantly to paint me.

ut every single time, he’d shut me down: “I only paint landscapes, Not portraits.”

Intil one day I stumbled into his studio by accident.

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And there they were–beautifully framed canvases. All of the same woman.

His first love. Gianna Sterling.

Back then, young and stupid. I gave him an ultimatum: me or the paintings.

Obviously, I lost.

ach didn’t even hesitate. He picked her.

He was so calm about it. Brutally calm.

ike I was just some random stranger who meant absolutely nothing.

hat relationship ended with me ugly crying through a divorce.

Afterward, I spent six months drowning in tears. Could barely get out of bed.

Jut now? Thinking about it feels like… nothing. Just numb.

unny how time works.

You should get back to work. Gianna’s waiting for you.”

slipped my hand free, my voice as flat as if I were talking about the weather.

lis fingers fell away.

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