Erika stormed into her upscale apartment, her mind a whirlwind of anger and betrayal. She couldn't believe that not only had Liam moved on but he had a child, a living testament to the life he had created with another woman. Ella, the name echoed in her mind like a venomous hiss, became the target of her seething rage.
The meticulously planned reunion with Liam had crumbled before her eyes, leaving her in a state of shock and desperation. Her hands trembled as she clutched her phone, furiously dialing a number she thought she'd never need – that of a private investigator with a penchant for digging up dirt.
Erika's pent-up frustration exploded in her luxurious apartment. Furniture was toppled, glass shattered, and the air crackled with her unbridled fury. Each broken piece symbolized the
