Chapter 5
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And there, in the bed we once shared, they made love–loud, wild, shameless.
That night, he had the kitchen prepare a full spread of Delilah’s favorite dishes.
But Claire never returned.
Nathan grew more and more irritable as the evening dragged on.
“She’s really not coming back? Fine. If she doesn’t show up, I’m burning all her stuff. Let her come back damn divorce papers.”
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Just then, Martha appeared again, clutching a folder.
“Sir,” she said timidly, “This is… the divorce agreement. Ms. Brown prepared it a week ago. Her signature’s already on it. All that’s left is yours.”
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Nathan froze.
He snatched the folder, flipping it open–and there it was. Her name, signed with perfect clarity.
His hands began to tremble.
And then something clicked.
The men he had ordered to “make her reflect” that night…had also disappeared without a trace.
A strong sense of unease gripped him.
He grabbed his phone, dialing her number again and again.
But the line was always off.
Panic finally set in.
He stormed toward the door, keys in hand.
Delilah caught his arm.
“Nathan! Where are you going? You promised you wouldn’t look for her again!”
“Delilah, be good. Stay here, okay?”
He pulled away from her grasp.
For the first time–he left her standing there alone.
And ran out the door, heart pounding, searching desperately for any trace of Claire.
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