Her Birthday His Forbidden Desire novel Chapter 2

**Twilight Carves Destinies by George Orwell 2**

**Chapter 2**

That fateful night, Ethan Rivers chose not to return home.

As the clock struck midnight, I found myself whispering a quiet birthday wish into the stillness of the room.

Memories flooded my mind—those moments when he would meticulously arrange candlelit dinners before heading off to award ceremonies, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

“After I finish, we’ll celebrate together. It’s your birthday too, after all,” he would say, his voice warm and reassuring.

But now, he was busy celebrating another woman’s birthday in ways I couldn’t even begin to fathom.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed, breaking the heavy silence.

An anonymous sender had shared a video with me.

The footage revealed Victoria, her pale skin partially hidden beneath a sheer veil, posing in a way that was almost indecent.

Then, Ethan entered the frame, his presence electrifying.

“Like this…” he murmured, his fingers gliding lightly along her arm, tracing a path to her collarbone, teasingly gentle as if he were handling something fragile.

I could see the flush creeping across Victoria’s cheeks as she breathed out his name, “Ethan…”

“Perfect,” he declared, his voice filled with satisfaction as he pressed the shutter, his Adam’s apple bobbing with anticipation.

The phone felt like a searing iron in my hands, and I dropped it, stumbling toward the bathroom as nausea took hold.

No matter how violently I retched, I couldn’t rid myself of the profound disgust and betrayal that twisted in my heart.

Nearly two hundred photos—and this was the manner in which he captured them all.

Once the waves of nausea subsided, I inhaled deeply, a storm of indignation brewing within me.

One by one, I uploaded those damning images to the Rivers family group chat.

Within a mere three seconds, my phone rang, Ethan’s name flashing on the screen, his fury palpable.

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