He Proposed to My Sister — Novel

About

In a world where loyalty is currency and love is a battlefield, Emma Moretti’s life is turned upside down when she witnesses her husband, Jason, propose to her younger sister, Lily, in front of their family. What was supposed to be a joyous celebration for her son’s sixth birthday spirals into chaos as betrayal and heartbreak collide. As Emma grapples with the shocking revelation that her sister is carrying Jason’s child, she must confront the painful truths lurking beneath the surface of her seemingly perfect life.

Caught in a web of family ties and shattered trust, Emma struggles to maintain her composure while wrestling with feelings of anger, betrayal, and an unshakeable sense of loss. How can she protect her son from the fallout of a love that was never what it seemed? With loyalties shifting and alliances breaking, Emma’s world becomes a dark reflection of the life she once cherished. Will she find the strength to reclaim her identity, or will she remain trapped in the shadow of those she once trusted?

As the stakes rise and secrets unravel, Emma is faced with a heart-wrenching decision: fight for the love she thought she knew, or let go of everything to forge a new path.

He Proposed to My SisterChapter 1

The morning of my son’s sixth birthday, I woke up thinking it would be a perfect day.

I had planned everything down to the last detail—a private VIP tour of Ocean Park, an exclusive lunch by the dolphin exhibit, and a custom-made cake waiting for Noah at the end of the day. As the wife of Jason Romano, the mafia boss of the Romano Empire, money had never been an issue.

But love? Loyalty? That was another story.

The hospital visits had drained more than just my energy. Stage four brain cancer was a slow, cruel thief, stealing my time, my future. But I had kept it a secret from Jason. He had made it clear he didn’t have time for ‘meaningless worries.’

"Don’t waste my money on hospitals, Emma," he'd said, barely looking up from his phone. "You always overthink things."

I wasn’t overthinking. I was dying.

But today wasn’t about me. It was about my son.

By noon, Ocean Park was filled with excited children, the scent of saltwater and fried food lingering in the air. Noah pulled me toward the giant shark tank, his small fingers warm in mine. “Mommy, look! It’s so big!”

I laughed, pressing a kiss to his curly hair. “Bigger than you?”