Chapter 1 Heartbroken Charlotte had crashed her car .
As she lay on the operating table , all she could think about was the photo shed seen right before the accident .
The one of Arthur holding another woman , looking at her like she meant everything to him .
She couldnt get it out of her head how gently he held her , the way his eyes lit up .
Shed been so shocked looking at it , she didnt even see the other car coming .
She might be his wife , but that woman was clearly the one he truly loved .
Five years of marriage , and hed never once looked at Charlotte that way .
Just thinking about it made her chest ache .
Now his first love was back in the picture , and Charlotte had to wonder if she even mattered to him anymore .
A thought suddenly crossed her mind .
She needed to know if he still had feelings for her at all .
When she opened her eyes , she was met with a stark white ceiling , and confusion washed over her .
Youre awake , a deep , cold voice said from beside her .
Charlotte turned to see a face set like stone .

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His features were sharp and chiseled , his expression impossible to read .
Though his eyes seemed capable of warmth , they held none of it now as they stared at her .
Charlotte blinked , confused .
Who are you ? She looked around , lost .
Where am I ? Arthur frowned .
Those steel gray eyes of his seemed to pierce right through her .
Unable to bear the weight of his stare , Charlotte retreated behind a facade of timidity .
W why are you looking at me like that ? Her voice quivered , not entirely an act .
Even now , after everything , his presence could unsettle her so easily .
Arthur looked away almost instantly , his voice as cold as ever .
Nothing .
And … Im just a friend of yours .
The words hit her like physical blows .
Each syllable carved new wounds into her heart , deeper than any knife could reach .
Five years five years of marriage , of carefully molding herself into what she thought he wanted .
All of it reduced to friend in a single breath .
All those years of love and devotion had meant nothing .
Just then , the door opened , and a young boy who looked just like Arthur walked in .
It was Julius Harrison , their son .
He walked straight to Arthur without even looking at her .
Dad , lets go .
Sarahs waiting for us to watch her show .
Charlotte gripped the bedsheet tightly , his words hitting her hard .
She gave a bitter laugh .
This was her own flesh and blood , the baby shed carried for nine months .
Yet here he was , refusing to even look at her while she lay injured in bed .
Like father , like son both of them completely wrapped up in Sarah Miller .
People always said boys never really get their mothers .
Now she felt the sting of what her own kid had become .
Arthur had always been cold , and here was Julius , turning out just like him .
At home , he barely acknowledged her , and in public , heartbroken 6/6 he acted like she was just some housewife who didnt matter .
Charlotte felt something inside her go cold .