Eight Months Pregnant, I Smiled While My Husband Divorced Me To Marry His Mistress—Because The Secret I Carried Into Court Would Ru!n Their Perfect New Beginning

the lid open.

Snow continued to fall outside.

The lake vanished into a blanket of white darkness, yet I could still hear the water moving beneath the ice, steady and alive.

My mother rested her head against my shoulder.

My father placed another log onto the fire.

No one declared that everything had been repaired.

No one needed to.

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