Divorcing The Star: My Spectacular Comeback

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of my daughter's dress, my

voice swallowed by the caverno

t. She hadn't spoken a single word in six months-Selective Mutism.

ber, black-clad figures, eventu

was. My

the star captain of the New York Sabers, he was the prince of the city's ice

flicker of acknowledgment. A sign that we we

, vacant glance, as if I were a complete stranger. As if the fragi

ng coldness seep

hurch creaked open, and the atmosp

red black designer dress that hugged her curves perfectly, looking

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icate, heartbreakingly fragile expression. It was th

less husband who hated public di

his grieving mother. H

irectly tow

Jared wrapped his arm protectively around Crystal's waist. He then leaned down and picked up her son, b

ke the perfect

rupted, sharp and intentio

s legal wife in the corn

was injured. Now that his first love is back

stal's son. The wife's kid mu

pain clawed

attered. I was the sports rehabilitation specialist hired by his grandmother to save him. I stayed

blackout drunk. He pulled me into his arms, buryin

lease... d

inking he was just crying. I thought his tears were for his mir

crying delicately into his chest, did th

sn't

ing her nam

eezed Zoe's hand, anchoring myself to the present,

ed the eulogy, Jared fi

I foolishly hoped he

rning. "There are a lot of media outside. Keep Zoe out of sight. I d

"Embarrassment? You are holding another woman's son in front of the pre

"Crystal just got back from Europe. She's vulnerable, and the press is hounding her

ation. He walked right back to Crystal's side, pulling out hi

e, completel

ghter. I couldn't breathe in this room anymore. I carried Zoe out of the ma

ying to calm my racing heart. I

the heavy door of the resting room