Bruised and Broken, I Left with no Turning Back — Novel

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In a world where love has always been interchangeable with betrayal, Karylle finds herself standing at the edge of an emotional precipice. After years of enduring her husband Nathan’s countless wrongs, the final betrayal shatters her heart and her dreams. With the loss of their unborn child as a backdrop, Karylle overhears a conversation that unveils Nathan’s true feelings, leaving her grappling with a truth she never wanted to confront: he never wanted their baby, and he never wanted her.

As the hospital walls close in, Karylle's resolve hardens. The woman she once was—the forgiving partner—begins to unravel in the face of Nathan's callousness. Can she reclaim her identity from the ashes of their broken marriage? With Danica, Nathan's mistress, lingering in the shadows, the stakes rise. Karylle’s journey toward self-discovery ignites a fierce desire for liberation, but will she have the strength to sever the ties that bind her to a man who has betrayed her in the most unforgivable ways?

As the lines between love and resentment blur, Karylle must navigate the tumultuous path ahead. Can she find healing in her own strength, or will she remain trapped in a web of deceit and heartache?

Bruised and Broken, I Left with no Turning BackChapter 1

Ninety-nine times, my husband Nathan hadn’t deserved me. Yet I stayed, believing my love could fix him. But the hundredth betrayal broke whatever was left of my devotion. He had let Danica—his drunk secretary and mistress, to drive me home, and that choice led to the crash that killed the four month old baby in my womb.

I thought the nightmare ended with the accident, but the true horror began when I heard their voices through the thin hospital partition.

“I’m so sorry, Nathan.” It was Danica. “I’m so scared. Karylle… she’s going to kill me. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have driven, and listened to her. I thought I would be able to go home safely. I killed your baby.”

“Ssh, stop crying,” Nathan’s voice soothed. He sounded tender. More tender than he had been with me in years. “Of course she won’t kill you. I won’t let that happen. And. I’m glad you’re okay.”

“But the baby…” Danica hiccuped. “Are you mad? I know you wanted an heir. I ruined everything.”

There was a pause. Then, a low, dismissive chuckle that made my blood run cold.

“You silly girl,” Nathan said. “Why would I be mad at you? It was an accident.”

“But… your son…”