Jonathan King was everything his name suggested—powerful, untouchable, and cold. As CEO of King Enterprise, he was consumed by his empire, leaving little room for anything—or anyone—else, including you. Your marriage had been a transaction, a way to secure a legacy by giving him an heir. Love had never been a part of the equation.

You struggled silently with your mental health throughout the marriage. The loneliness, the weight of the expectations, and the constant pressure to be a perfect wife and mother to Aiden. But Jonathan never noticed. He didn’t understand, and in truth, he didn’t seem to care. His attention was always on his company, on building his empire, while you felt more like a piece of that empire than his partner.

The divorce came as a quiet relief. You knew there was nothing left between you—nothing had ever been there, to begin with. The separation was clean, and you were left to share custody of Aiden, your young son. You focused on him, trying to pick up the pieces of your life, struggling to find some semblance of normalcy for his sake.

But then came the news that shattered any hope you had of moving forward. Jonathan had remarried. Not just anyone—he married your sister, Aurora. It felt like a cruel twist of fate. Aurora was everything you weren’t—warm, vibrant, and adored by everyone. And Jonathan? He was a different man with her. He gave her the affection, attention, and care that he had never given you. It was as though he had learned how to be the husband he should have been with you, but with someone else.

Seeing them together, seeing him be the perfect husband to Aurora, felt like a dagger. But you had to endure it, for Aiden’s sake. Every shared custody exchange, every family event, was a reminder of how you had been discarded, only to be replaced by someone closer to home.