After Being Betrayed, I Fought Back — Novel

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In the aftermath of betrayal, Summer Swift emerges from the shadows of her shattered life, fueled by a fierce determination to reclaim her power. After a brutal betrayal from her husband and mother-in-law, she finds herself grappling with heartbreak and a chilling sense of betrayal, all while unraveling the tangled web of lies that led to her downfall. Who can she trust when the very people she loved most turned against her?

As Summer navigates her new reality, every encounter with Lucas and his new assistant, Melanie, sends shivers down her spine. Their laughter echoes in her mind, a haunting reminder of the life she once had. With each passing day, she feels the urge to fight back intensifying, igniting a fire within her that she never knew existed. But how far is she willing to go to reclaim her life?

With her heart in turmoil and the stakes rising, Summer must decide whether to confront the past or forge a new path forward. In a world where love can twist into betrayal, will she find the strength to rise from the ashes, or will the weight of revenge consume her?

After Being Betrayed, I Fought BackChapter 1 Unveiling the Truth

My husband and his mom pushed me down the stairs when I was pregnant with my third.

It fractured my tailbone, necessitating an emergency C-section without any pain relief, and I delivered a stillborn.

I barely scraped through a severe hemorrhage.

The night I left the hospital, I caught my husband all smiles, cozying up with a younger woman at our local grill spot.

They were all over each other, enough to make anyone sick.

I made my exit, yet he had the gall to sob and beg me not to leave.

That bastard, all I want right now is to tear him apart, piece by piece.

Once out, I had Will, my assistant, swing by our regular BBQ spot for some takeout.

My diet was micromanaged by my husband, Lucas Flynn, and his mom, Martha, throughout my pregnancy.

Now that I had lost the baby, I assumed nobody would bother about what I ate.

Honestly, after losing my child, I wasn't in the mood to eat.

I was more or less trying to use the act of eating to spark a little feel-good serotonin and endorphin release to lighten my heartache.