Stolen Away For Six Years, My Lover Chose My Best Friend — Novel

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What happens when the life you thought you knew has been rewritten without you? After six long years of captivity, Talia Pearson is finally free, but her return is marked by a devastating betrayal. Just a month before her engagement to childhood sweetheart Luka Caldwell, she discovers that he has moved on with her best friend, Quincy Larson. The laughter and love that once filled their lives have now turned into echoes of a painful past, leaving Talia grappling with feelings of anger, betrayal, and confusion.

As she struggles to reclaim her place in a world that has moved on without her, Talia is torn between the memories of a love that once defined her and the harsh reality of her new existence. Can she find a way to rebuild her life amidst the remnants of what was lost? Or will the shadows of her past continue to haunt her every step? With emotions running high and loyalties tested, Talia must confront not just the choices of those she once trusted, but also her own heart's uncertain desires.

In a tale rich with drama and heart-wrenching moments, the question remains: Is love strong enough to overcome betrayal, or can it only lead to more pain?

Stolen Away For Six Years, My Lover Chose My Best FriendChapter 1

A month before I was supposed to get engaged to my childhood sweetheart, I was kidnapped by traffickers and taken deep into the mountains.

They sold me to a bachelor, and within three years, I gave birth to two children.

I lived in a cowshed, waking every day to beatings and insults. By the sixth year, I finally earned his trust, and one night under the pale moonlight, I ran, seven days and seven nights without stopping.

When hunger tore at me, I chewed on leaves and picked wild fruits; when thirst burned, I drank from the rain.

With the last of my strength, I finally broke free from the mountains I had long dreamed of escaping.

I drifted through towns, wandering, until I found my way back to my boyfriend’s home.

But the wedding photo that once held our faces now showed him with my best friend.

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Relying on what I knew about him, I reached under the carpet, found the hidden key, and pushed the door open with trembling hands.

The massive wedding portrait hanging on the wall was the first thing I saw.