Love Carried My Life Through Its Twists — Novel

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Starlene's world crumbles the night before her wedding, thrust into a whirlwind of betrayal and heartache. Falsely accused and cornered by Justin, the man she loves, she finds herself signing a contract that chains her to servitude in the Harlow household. As Justin embraces his childhood sweetheart, Rhea, under the pretense of love, Starlene is left to navigate a landscape of shattered dreams and hidden truths.

What happens when the lines of loyalty and deception blur? With every passing day in the Harlow home, Starlene must confront her feelings for Justin while playing the role of a maid—and a pawn in their twisted game. As Rhea’s presence grows, so does the tension. Is Starlene simply a tool for revenge, or does she hold the power to rewrite her fate?

Amid the echoes of laughter and whispered promises, can Starlene find a way to reclaim her life before it slips through her fingers like the shards of a broken ornament? In a story woven with betrayal, heartbreak, and the search for self-worth, will love be the force that carries her through the chaos, or will it be the very thing that breaks her?

Love Carried My Life Through Its TwistsChapter 1

The night before my wedding, I was falsely accused of pulling out Justin’s grandmother’s oxygen tube.

He knew I was innocent, yet not a single word of defense came from his lips.

Instead, he threatened me with prison if I didn’t sign a contract agreeing to work as a servant in the Harlow Family for one hundred days.

When the hopelessness became unbearable and I was ready to end it all with a bottle of sleeping pills in my hand, he finally told me that his childhood sweetheart had been diagnosed with a terminal illness overseas. Less than three months to live.

I stood there silently as he ended his call with the doctor.

He wanted to stage a performance and I decided to play along.

The wedding went on as planned. The two of them embraced and kissed deeply under the cheers of the guests.

Three months later, I vanished, leaving behind a diagnosis of terminal cancer.

He wept bitterly.

"Tell me you were lying to me…"

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In the hospital, Justin Harlow clutched his grandmother’s death certificate, his eyes bloodshot.

"Don’t give me excuses. Grandma was under your care, so when something happened, you’re the one responsible."