Chapter 29 Billionaire's Lies

Sabrina rose from her seat, her body aching not just from the physical toll of the night but from the weight of every broken promise, every ounce of love she had wasted on a man who saw her as an accessory. She padded mechanically to the closet, her limbs propelling her out of the situation. She packed in a flash, her fingers acting of their own volition as she tossed a few clothes, some papers, and the essentials into a small suitcase. She lost her mind as she tried to think of where she would go or what she could do from there. As she closed the bag, another sharp bout of pain hit her—she would have to move away from everything in this world she knew and about which she had dreamed. But when she ran her hand over the bulge at her stomach, she felt a renewed strength flow through her. Her child deserved so much better than this. *I deserve better than this,* she felt, an unrelenting strength growing inside. This was not just about leaving Benedict; it was about reclaiming herself, the bravery that took her away from the ashes of her broken marriage.