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Chapter 7 - THE MAN WHO CAME TO TAKE ME BACK

The first thing I heard was Mark’s voice.

The second thing I heard was Adrian’s men drawing their weapons.

The airport was chaos.

People ran in every direction.

Children cried.

Announcements echoed through the dark terminal.

But all I could hear was him.

My husband.

The man I escaped from.

“Emily.”

Mark stepped out from the shadows.

He looked exactly the same.

Same expensive jacket.

Same confident smile.

Same eyes that always made me feel like I was the problem.

Except now


He wasn’t looking at me like his wife.

He was looking at me like something he owned.

“You really thought you could disappear?”

My hands tightened around Maya.

“She’s not going anywhere with you.”

Adrian’s voice cut through the noise.

Mark looked at him.

Then smiled.

“So this is him.”

The air changed.

Adrian stepped forward.

“You know who I am?”

Mark laughed softly.

“Everyone knows who you are.”

That answer worried me.

Because Mark didn’t look afraid.

He looked prepared.

Adrian noticed too.

“Why are you here?”

Mark glanced at Leo.

Then back at me.

“I came for my wife.”

“No.”

My voice was stronger than I expected.

“I’m not your wife anymore.”

Mark’s smile disappeared.

“You don’t get to decide that.”

Maya buried her face against me.

That small movement made something inside Adrian shift.

He looked at my daughter.

Then at Mark.

And I saw anger.

Not loud anger.

The dangerous kind.

The controlled kind.

“You hurt her.”

Mark looked amused.

“That’s what she told you?”

I froze.

Because those words sounded familiar.

The same words he used every time.

The same way he turned everything around.

“She’s unstable,” Mark continued.

“She runs away. She makes accusations. She creates drama.”

I felt sick.

Because for so long, I had listened to those lies.

Adrian looked at me.

And quietly asked:

“Is that true?”

My eyes met his.

“No.”

One word.

But this time


I believed it.

“No, it’s not.”

Mark’s expression hardened.

“You don’t know what she’s capable of.”

Adrian took one step forward.

“And you don’t know what I’m capable of.”

The entire area went silent.

Mark finally looked uncertain.

Then something unexpected happened.

He smiled.

Because he knew something.

“You should ask her about the hospital.”

My heart stopped.

Adrian’s face changed.

“What about the hospital?”

Mark looked directly at me.

“Tell him.”

I said nothing.

“Tell him why you really worked there.”

My breathing became shallow.

Because there was one thing I never told anyone.

Not my cousin.

Not my friends.

Not even myself.

A secret I buried years ago.

Adrian noticed my silence.

“Emily.”

His voice was quiet.

“What is he talking about?”

I looked at Mark.

Then at Leo.

And I realized


The truth I had hidden wasn’t just about me.

It was connected to Adrian’s son.

“I didn’t tell you everything.”

Adrian stared.

“What didn’t you tell me?”

Before I could answer


A gunshot exploded through the terminal.

Everyone dropped.

Adrian grabbed Leo.

His men surrounded us.

And when I looked back


Mark was gone.

But on the ground beside where he stood was a small envelope.

With my name written on it.

EMILY CARTER.

And inside


Was a picture of me holding baby Leo seven years earlier.

Except that was impossible.

May you like

Because Leo was only three years old.

TO BE CONTINUED


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