Chapter 1
After laying her three year old son to rest the first thing Sarah Johnson did was draw the blade hidden in her steere and
de it into her husband Jack Willams’s chest
Jack’s eyes flew open In those eyes that had captivated her for a decade, shock and pain flashed through instantly mind
with a trace of bewilderment he couldn’t quite hide
“Sarah. you.”
The funeral descended into chaos Everyone froze where they stood, stunned by the scene unfolding before them.
Jack was rushed to the hospital. His childhood friend Jessica Miller dialed 911 before anyone else could react
Sarah was taken away by police. But just one night later, she walked free
At the station entrance, Jack waited, pale–faced, the wound in his abdomen still throbbing His voice came out rough.
strained, but the concern underneath was unmistakable.
“Sarah, I just woke up this morning. Was it hard for you, spending the night in there?”
“Sorry about Jessica calling the cops. She panicked.”
Sarah looked up at him, her face empty of expression. You’re harder to kill than I thought. I aimed for something vital
Her words hit him like a fist to the chest. Jack’s heart clenched, an ache spreading through him as his throat went dry “Sarah. I get it. You blame me. You probably hate me. Losing Zach… it’s killing me too.”
You don’t get to say that.”
Sarah cut him off, fury blazing in her eyes. “At our son’s funeral, you and Jessica showed up matching like a couple!”
“Are you actually grieving my son? Or are you just relieved she walked away fine?”
She stepped closer, the air around her dropping to freezing. I hate you. I hate that it wasn’t you.”
Without waiting for his reaction, she turned and flagged down a taxi. The door slammed shut, and scalding tears spilled
down her cheeks without warning
She hated Jack But she hated herself more.
Sarah had loved Jack for ten years.
For a decade, she’d been his shadow, never leaving his side, tending to him, memorizing every preference he had, treating.
his wounds as if they were her own.
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And all that lave evensstang shed poured into him had bot her fare to her more humeral
Ten you go the three of them had met at Bedstone Military Academy
She’d fallen los lack at first sight, but he and Jessica were already a thing So she harried those feelings deep
Then came that mission lessica got shot and taken hostage Trapunt she threw herself into the ocean lack dove in after her without a second thought He survived, but the injuries left him permanently disabled. His frontline rareer was wet
Sarah didn’t hesitate She requested a transfer on the spot, stayed glued to his side, took care of everything meats, daily needs helping him through the dark, bitter months when his disability crushed his spirit
Later, Jack’s mother Margaret threatened suicide to force them into marringe
Jack looked at his mother’s desperate face and finally caved, reluctantly marrying Sarah
Five years of marriage. She gave him everything
And got nothing back but his steady coldness
Until the third year. He got drunk one night, and things happened between them. Zach’s birth was like a light cutting through the ice–cold house, bringing a warmth they’d never had.
On Zach’s third birthday, Jack actually took her hand and whispered, “Thank you?
For a moment, Sarah let herself belleve, maybe her years of devotion hadn’t been wasted after all.
That’s when Jessica Miller came back.
She said she’d lost her memory after being rescued, and had only just remembered everything She swore she wouldn’t
interfere with their marriage.
But somehow, she always got lost on rainy nights. Always twisted her ankle at the worst times. Always called sobbing
whenever Sarah and Jack had a moment alone,
And Jack, every single time, dropped everything to run to her, leaving Sarah and their son behind.
Sarah spent countless sleepless nights wrestling with the thought of divorce.
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