The Life I Rebuilt From His Lies

Synopsis

The ballroom was filled with the sound of laughter and clinking glasses—Murray Johnson's and my engagement party was in full swing. I wore a custom white gown, and on my wrist rested the Johnson family heirloom—a stunning emerald bracelet worth millions. "You look incredible tonight, Elizabeth," Murray whispered, his breath warm against my ear. As I passed the VIP lounge, a familiar voice stopped me in my tracks. "You promised me, Murray. You said we'd be together." It was Sylvia Wright, his assistant. "Sylvia, just be patient a little longer," he whispered. "Elizabeth's situation is complicated. The moment those shares are mine, I'll end the marriage. Then we can be together." "But Murray..." she whispered, tears in her voice, "I'm pregnant. Two months." I turned and walked away, my whole body shaking. Back in the glittering ballroom, Murray's charming smile made my skin crawl. On our wedding night, he took my hand, his thumb brushing my knuckles. "Tonight is our night. Nothing else matters but you." The words would have melted my heart before. Now, they just sounded hollow.