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In a world where love morphs into betrayal, Zoey finds herself caught in a web of lies that shatter her dreams and threaten her very existence. What was supposed to be a night of celebration spirals into a nightmare when her debut as a singer is marred by a brutal encounter with the man she trusted most—James, her producer and fiancé. As she navigates the aftermath of that fateful night, secrets unravel, leading her to a dark truth about her past and the life growing within her.
Now, with her heart shattered and her vision clouded by deception, Zoey dons a mask of blindness, concealing her ability to see the betrayals unfolding around her. As she struggles to cope with the loss of her child and the revelations of those she once held dear, the stakes grow higher. Can she maintain her facade while plotting her revenge? Or will the weight of her secrets drown her in despair?
With every twist, the tension mounts, leaving readers questioning loyalty, love, and the price of vengeance. Can Zoey confront the demons of her past, or will she be consumed by the darkness lurking just below the surface?
Once In Loved, Now Taking RevengeChapter 1: Shattered Lies, Broken Career
“Fuck you, Sir Lorde. You ruined me.”
The man who took my virginity. Tears blurred my vision as I stared down at the dark stain on my skirt. Blood. It had already dried, but I could still feel the pain, the violation, the disgust crawling under my skin.
My singer career debut night should have been the happiest moment of my life. Instead, it became my worst nightmare. I let out a broken laugh, my voice shaking as I whispered his name, hating how easily it slipped from my lips. The producer who had promised to make me a star. The same man who had stolen everything from me.
My phone suddenly vibrated, snapping me back to reality. I glanced at the screen—Kate. My best friend. For a brief moment, I hesitated. Should I tell her? Should I finally let everything out? My fingers reached for the phone, but before I could grab it, it slipped from my grasp, landing somewhere on the passenger seat.
“Damn it.” I blindly reached for it, my focus drifting from the road. And that was my mistake.