He Lost Me When He Choose His Stepsister — Novel

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In a world where love is supposed to conquer all, Thalia Green finds herself trapped in a marriage that feels more like a prison than a partnership. For two years, her husband, Troy, has built walls around his heart, leaving her yearning for a connection that never materializes. With divorce papers lying untouched on her desk, Thalia grapples with the suffocating reality of her life, especially when she uncovers a devastating secret: the object of Troy's desire isn’t her, but his captivating stepsister, Bianca.

As Thalia contemplates freedom in the sun-soaked shores of New Zealand, she is forced to confront her own feelings of betrayal and inadequacy. Can she break free from the emotional chains of a loveless marriage? Or will the tangled web of family ties and hidden passions pull her back into a world where she is merely a shadow?

When a chance encounter with Bianca spirals out of control, Thalia's world shatters in an instant, leaving her to question everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and revenge. With stakes higher than ever, she must decide whether to fight for her worth or walk away from it all. Will she emerge stronger or become just another victim of betrayal?

He Lost Me When He Chose His StepsisterChapter 1

For the nth time, I tried to seduce my husband, Troy Green, but failed once again to consummate the marriage, so I decided to call my brother.

The divorce papers lay untouched on the desk as I held the phone to my ear with trembling fingers.

“Brother,” I said softly, “I’m going to divorce him.”

There was a beat of silence. Then, Nathan’s voice came through, calm and unsurprised. “Thalia, I warned you, didn’t I? That man… he’s ice. Emotionally constipated. Sexually apathetic. A walking void in an expensive suit.”

A small, broken laugh escaped my lips. “I thought I could fix him. I really thought if I loved him hard enough, he’d love me back.”

“You’re not a repair shop, Thalia. You don’t fix people like him. Listen, come to New Zealand. The beaches are beautiful, the men actually know how to touch a woman. Let Troy Green rot in his glass mansion, untouched and unloved.”

I leaned my head back against the wall, breathing through the burn in my chest. “I’ll book the flight once the papers are signed.”

“Good,” Nathan said, his voice softer now. “You deserve better. You always have.”

When the call ended, I didn’t move for a long time.