"Madisyn, I need to know!" Joey's voice trembled with urgency, her eyes searching Madisyn's for answers. "You don't deserve to know!" Madisyn shot back, her voice cracking as tears welled up in her eyes. "Not after you broke up with me!" Her words dissolved into sobs, her chest heaving with the weight of her emotions. "Please," Joey's voice softened, filled with desperation. "Just tell me… is the kid you're pregnant with mine or is it my brother's?" --- Madisyn had always envisioned a simple, colorful life. She dreamed of nurturing her children with love and being a devoted mother, building the family she had always longed for. After years of falling for the wrong men, she thought she had finally found the perfect one, the man who would complete her picture of happiness. But she had made a grave mistake. In her eagerness for love, she had handed over her heart too quickly, trusting too easily. It was a mistake that would cost her dearly when he abandoned her at the altar, leaving her humiliated on what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. As if that betrayal wasn’t enough, she soon uncovered the bitter truth: his love had never been real. He had faked every tender word, every promise of forever. But fate has a way of balancing the scales. Madisyn knew that revenge was a dish best served cold, and what could be more satisfying than turning to the one person her ex hated most? His own brother. Dating his brother wasn't just about moving on; it was about reclaiming her power. It was about showing him that she could rise from the ashes he left behind and find love in the most unexpected place—right under his nose.
"Thank you, Ethan," Madisyn whispered softly, her voice barely above a breath. "For everything."
"You don't have to thank me yet. Not unless you get the revenge you want. Then maybe you can thank me," Ethan replied, smiling.
Madisyn offered a small smile in return. As the car reached a halt in front of a modest hotel, Ethan paid for the ride without a word.
They stepped out the cab r, the neon lights of the hotel flickering against the twilight. It was a nondescript place pretty, simple surely far from the luxury Ethan was used to. In fact, Madisyn knew this was the kind of place he wouldn't be caught dead in under normal circumstances, but for her, he didn't hesitate coming there.
As they entered, the buzz of murmurs quickly filled the air. Heads turned almost immediately toward Ethan, eyes widening in recognition.
And Just when Madisyn felt finally relieved she was back with negative thoughts and concerns.