I smiled on the day my husband finalized our divorce and married the woman he had been seeing behind my back while I was eight months pregnant.

said. “Not then.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

A flicker of old bitterness crossed her face. “Because after Emily left, you looked through me like I was furniture. And because Victor had copies of everything. Emails. Photos. Security clips.”

“The elevator footage,” Emily said.

Chloe nodded. “He cut pieces of it. Used it to keep me quiet.”

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