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I Deleted You Traitor Even My Blade Forgot Your Name novel Chapter 44

Chapter 2

I pulled allnighters for a week straight to finish the project.

Late that night, Zach’s text came through.

Got something important tonight. We’ll do your birthday later, okay?]

Not surprised. Not even close.

Last birthday, Gianna called once. And he left me to fly halfway around the world for a sunrise with her.

Birthday before that, he had some big exhibition overseas. Glanna went as his model.

And me? What was I doing?

I cooked a whole spread by myself. Waited from dawn till dusk. Then dusk till dawn.

Wasn’t until I saw them trending on gossip blogslooking like the perfect power couplethat I learned my husband of years actually COULD paint portraits.

He just never painted ME.

Gianna was his only muse.

Back then, jealousy and hurt made me spiral. I called him nonstop like some crazy person.

Finally, he answered.

My end? Hysterical demands.

His end? Exhausted brushoffs.

Nora, you’re not a kid. Can you stop being so immature?

But I couldn’t let it go.

Had to push. Had to know.

Zach, who matters moreme or Gianna?

ilence. Long, crushing silence.

o long I thought he’d never answer.

Then, casual as anything: Stop being dramatic.

Fine. Then I’m burning those paintings!

That broke him. Panic flooded his voice, anger too.

Nora Bennett, you WOULDN’T DARE!

Watch met

hung up, hands trembling

Grabbed a hammer and stormed into his studio,

But standing in front of those canvases, I couldn’t move.

Chapter 2

Brushstrokes really do carry emotion, don’t they?

Gianna looked gorgeous in his work. Even just sitting still, she radiated youth, life, charm.

Every stroke was filled with love.

That night. I sat in that studio until sunrise.

Cried the whole time.

Cried until I had nothing left. Until the love inside me dried up completely.

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