Aria Sinclair​

Three years of marriage, and I was just a placeholder for his real love.
Tonight, he came home smelling like her perfume. Tonight, the doctors told me I’m dying.
He sneered at me to "stay in my lane" while his first love wears his bathrobe and steals his heart.
I used to beg for his attention. Now, I’m just counting down the days until my heart stops beating.
​He thinks the scandal will ruin his merger. He doesn't know the biggest scandal is that his wife is already gone.​​
​Goodbye, Mr. Smith .​​

On the night of my husband's birthday, I was handed divorce papers.
His mistress was none other than my own sister.
Heartbroken, I walked away—but turned right around to step into a much bigger world!
Legendary designer? Mysterious investor? Business prodigy?
Those are just a few of my titles!
By the time my ex-husband comes crawling back in regret, I have already built an empire he can't even touch!

I watched my husband fawn over his pregnant mistress while the doctor gave me three months to live.
For ten years, I was the ghost in his mansion, paying his bills and swallowing his lies. He thinks I won't leave because I need him to pay for my mother's cancer treatment.
​He’s right. I do.​​
But I’d rather die broke and alone than watch him love her one more second.
​The divorce papers are on the table. This time, I’m not asking.​​

On the day the doctor handed me my death sentence, my husband was busy buying an entire building for his childhood sweetheart.
"Lucas Conway and Cora Hayworth are the ultimate power couple!"
As I stared at the paparazzi photos of them hugging and holding hands spread across every screen in the city, a cold realization washed over me.
This dead marriage meant absolutely nothing to me anymore.

I kept vigil outside the ICU for three days, while he showed off his mistress and their so‑called “daughter” to the cameras.
Even when our three‑year‑old son was mocked for being mute, he still called the child an embarrassment.
In that moment, I finally woke up—my son and I should never have begged for love.
I’m taking him with me, and I’ll never look back.