After I Faked My Death — Novel

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In a world where love and betrayal collide, Nicki finds herself trapped in the web of her husband Sean's deceit. After years of being cherished and protected, the revelation of Sean's affair shatters her reality. The weight of his sincerity feels like a cruel joke when she learns that the child he wants her to raise is not hers, but the product of his infidelity. As Nicki grapples with her despair, she devises a daring plan to escape the life she once adored.

But as she prepares to disappear, the lines between love and resentment blur. Can she truly walk away from the man who once held her heart, or will the memories of their shared life pull her back? With Sean's unwavering devotion and her growing resentment colliding, Nicki must confront the truth of their relationship. Is it possible to love someone who has betrayed you so deeply? And what will it take for her to reclaim her life and forge her own path?

Join Nicki on a journey of heartbreak, resilience, and the quest for self-discovery in a tale where nothing is as it seems, and the choice between love and freedom becomes a haunting dilemma.

After I Faked My DeathChapter 1

I had been married to Sean Cadwell for seven years and he treated me like a treasure. Even though I couldn't get pregnant, he was always considerate of my delicate health. He suggested we adopt a child instead of having our own.

Sean even volunteered to get a vasectomy to show his commitment. Still, I know the truth—his mistress was already six months pregnant. So, I resolutely aborted our child.

I met my fiery end, vanishing into smoke before his despairing gaze. At that time, I could see Sean holding my ashes and crying bitterly.

***

Now, I'm gripping a pregnancy test in my hand, overwhelmed with despair. This child came at the wrong time.

I saw Sean's car slowly pull into the driveway from outside the bedroom window. Panic-stricken, I shoved the test deep into a drawer. I wiped my face randomly and pretended to be calm.

Sean loosened his tie and looked utterly exhausted as soon as he walked in. Yet, he managed a weak smile and pulled me into his arms. "Honey, I've missed you so much. Let me recharge."