I Put On Makeup For the First Time After Divorce — Novel

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In the aftermath of a devastating divorce, Christina finds herself staring down the remnants of a life once filled with love and laughter. With a scar etched on her face—both a physical reminder of her bravery and a symbol of the emotional wounds inflicted by her husband, Ricky—she grapples with the reality of her situation. The darkness of their relationship looms larger now, magnified by Ricky's cruel words and the betrayal of his childhood sweetheart, Miley. How can she reclaim her identity when the very person she fought to save has turned against her?

As she prepares to face a future alone, Christina must confront her past decisions and the pain of a love that has soured. The weight of motherhood looms over her, forcing her to ask: what kind of father will Ricky be? With her heart set on freedom, she steps into the unknown, determined to redefine herself. But can she truly escape the shadows of her past, or will they continue to haunt her?

In a world where beauty is weaponized and loyalty is fleeting, Christina's journey to self-acceptance is fraught with tension, heartbreak, and the promise of unexpected love. Will she find the strength to rise above, or will the echoes of her marriage keep her trapped forever?

I Put On Makeup For the First Time After DivorceChapter 1

On my birthday, Ricky Carpinelli said he'd bring his friends over to celebrate.

Everyone was drinking when Ricky's childhood sweetheart suddenly pointed at my face in shock. "Oh, my gosh! That scar looks so gross!" she exclaimed.

Ricky scolded not her but me.

"Christina! How many times do I have to tell you to cover your face in front of my friends?!"

But that scar… I got it saving his life.

My heart ached under the weight of my husband's words, but I held my ground, demanding an apology from him and his childhood sweetheart.

But all I got in return was their mocking laugh.

That left me nothing but to slam the door and storm out. Behind me, I heard his friends urging him to go after me.

But instead, he scoffed. "Come on, she'll come crawling back in 10 minutes to apologize. You saw her fucking face—who else would even get attracted to her, right? You know, if I didn't feel like I owed her, I definitely wouldn't have married her either!"

I stopped at the hospital entrance, stroking my still-flat belly.

"My poor baby… I can't let you grow up with an asshole dad like him."

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