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Love's Truth: Seven Years, Seven Minutes

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| didn’t have to wait long in the room. Callum soon entered with Mila, their matching features striking- both

wearing gentle smiles, eyes full of apparent warmth as they moved to embrace me.

| instinctively stepped back.

Callum’s smile faltered for a moment, but he said nothing. Mila’s eyes filled with tears. “Mommy, don’t you want

to hug me?”

Her lips trembled, eyes glistening - the perfect picture of innocence that always melted her father’s heart.

Callum immediately knelt beside her, pulling her close. “Of course not, sweetheart. Mommy's dress is stained-

she just doesn’t want to ruin your beautiful birthday dress.”

Mila’s tears subsided as she processed this. Then her face lit up with that dazzling smile | once treasured.

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“Mommy, Daddy and | have a special surprise for you,” she said sweetly. “Even though it's my birthday, we

never forget what you went through for me. The gift isn’t here yet - we need to go pick it up.”

| remembered all the previous birthdays, how they'd always had a “special gift” for me, how I'd been moved to

tears each time. Now | realized those gifts were just excuses to meet Sophie.

Looking at Mila - my precious daughter whom I'd have given my life for - | felt hollow. And Callum, who'd

sworn never to betray me, had made those vows as fragile as smoke.

I nodded silently, watching them leave hand in hand.

From the balcony, | watched their car disappear. Downstairs, the party was winding down. Callum’s

friends were leaving, their knowing smirks making it clear - I'd always been their private joke.

Back in our room, | retrieved an old phone from a locked box. After charging it, | powered it on.

Years ago, when Callum and | first started dating, I'd learned about Sophie Blake. His childhood sweetheart, his

“pure first love.” Young and insecure, I'd created a secret social media account to monitor their relationship.

Once convinced of Callum’s fidelity, I'd locked the phone away.

Now, opening the app, | saw Sophie's recent post - a grid of photos at the beach. There she was with Mila,

surrounded by sparklers, faces pressed together like mother and daughter. In the center photo, all three of them

formed a heart against the sunset - the perfect family portrait.

Caption: “Celebrating my favorite little girl’s birthday with the people I love most. This must be what pure

happiness feels like.”

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Seven Years of Love, Seven Minutes of Truth

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| stared at the photos until my eyes burned. In one, while Mila played with sparklers, two figures embraced in the

background. After seven years of marriage, | knew Callum’s silhouette anywhere,

The betrayal had always been there.

Steadying myself against the desk, | went to his study. In the safe lay a share transfer agreement.

When we got together, Callum’s parents especially his mother had violently opposed our relationship. The

compromise: they wouldn't interfere, but we couldn't legally marry, So Callum had giventhis document as

security, compensating for the lack of marital protection with financial guarantee,

Now, | thought, it was tto use it.