Laura Sterling refused to read the comments personally anymore.
At least that was what she told herself.
But by midnight, she still sat alone in the dim sitting room scrolling endlessly through social media with one hand pressed unconsciously against her stomach.
Mistress.
Homewrecker.
Temporary replacement.
The words blurred together after a while.
And somehow—
that terrified her more than the scandal itself.
Because Laura had never imagined herself becoming another hidden woman in Dominic Sterling’s history.
She was supposed to be different.
Permanent.
The woman he finally chose publicly.
The woman carrying his child.
Mrs. Sterling.
Yet every headline still attached her name to Emma.
To Claire.
To the other women now surfacing online one by one after Claire’s livestream
