I was googling fertility clinic reviews at 2 AM when I accidentally stumbled onto something that changed everything.
It started innocently enough—I couldn't sleep, my mind spinning with everything Dr. Martinez had told me about the hormone treatments starting Monday. So I'd opened my laptop, intending to research side effects and preparation tips.
Instead, I found myself typing "Sarah Chen Manhattan" into the search bar.
I told myself it was curiosity about the woman who'd broken Damien's heart, the woman whose betrayal had sent him to that dive bar where we'd met. But deep down, I think I was looking for absolution. If Sarah had truly chosen someone else, if she'd genuinely rejected Damien, then maybe what happened between us wasn't built on someone else's pain.
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