The Velvet Trap

Summary

The day Damian Thorne and I finalized our divorce, I was three months pregnant.

Divorce papers in one hand, his long-lost love in the other, he sneered at me. "Claire, you really think I can't live without you? Let me tell you something—you don't control me."

I saw the woman on his arm, Sienna, shift uncomfortably. I offered him a soft, almost pitying smile. "Damian, everything has always come so easily to you. That's why you never learned to cherish anything. It's rare to get a second chance with your first love. I hope you find the happiness you're looking for."