He signed the divorce papers while his pregnant wife packed one suitcase, never knowing her father could buy his empire before breakfast

did not take the designer gowns Damian had bought for galas. She did not take the diamonds that came with apologies too empty to matter. She took her laptop, her leather journal, three books from her nightstand, and a framed photo of herself from college, before she had learned how lonely luxury could feel.

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