He divorced me and signed away our sick child… hours before I won the biggest contract of my life.

Top specialists. A new treatment plan. A brighter apartment near the hospital. A full team to scale the company overnight.

For the first time in years, Avery slept without fear of tomorrow.

The Invitation
A cream-colored envelope arrived, trimmed in gold.

“Lauren Sinclair and Ryan Walker request the honor of your presence…”

Avery’s best friend Tessa looked ready to burn it. “You’re not going.”

Avery folded it carefully. “I am.”

“Why? To hurt yourself?”

“To close the door,” Avery said. “I need to see what he traded us for.”

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