Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 1

**TITLE: Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane**

“Nyla, are you absolutely certain you want me to start drafting the divorce agreement?” Valarie’s voice crackled through the phone, laced with a mixture of uncertainty and concern. “Think it through. Once you sign that document, you and Clark will be severed completely. There will be no turning back.”

Nyla’s gaze was fixed on the amber liquid swirling in her glass. The whiskey burned its way down her throat, but no amount of alcohol could erase the haunting memories of the previous night. Her fingers tightened around the phone, feeling the weight of her decision.

“Yes,” she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. “I’m leaving him.”

“Why, though?” Valarie’s bewilderment seeped through the speaker. “Clark has always treated you well. He loves you so deeply…”

Nyla stifled a laugh, a bitter sound echoing in the silence of her apartment. Love. What a cruel joke. She pressed her lips together, struggling to suppress the wave of bitterness that threatened to rise in her throat.

After ending the call, Nyla turned her attention to the window. Across the street, a massive LED screen on the towering skyscraper continued to broadcast that infuriating press conference. There stood Clark, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, proudly showcasing a lavish piece of jewelry.

Crafted from the finest diamonds and gemstones, he had designed a unique piece specifically for his wife.

It was dubbed “Love Nyla.”

He had named it after her, a public declaration of his unwavering affection. The unveiling of “Love Nyla” had set social media ablaze, sparking endless discussions and envy among their peers.

The world was buzzing about their seemingly perfect love story.

Outside, the LED screens continued to loop the video, but Nyla couldn’t help but let out a self-deprecating chuckle.

“Love me?” she muttered under her breath, the words dripping with sarcasm. “Love me enough to betray me on our anniversary?”

Last night had marked their third wedding anniversary. Clark had promised her a surprise and insisted she wait for him at home. In anticipation, Nyla had donned Clark’s favorite white dress, lit candles, and prepared his favorite meal, her heart fluttering with excitement as she waited into the late hours of the night.

She had waited. And waited. Midnight slipped by unnoticed.

At one in the morning, her phone buzzed unexpectedly, a Facebook friend request lighting up the screen. The profile picture was unfamiliar, accompanied by a message that sent chills down her spine: “A surprise for you.”

Nyla was on the verge of dismissing the request outright when another message popped up: [Are you still awake? Is it because your husband isn’t with you?]

Her heart raced, alarm bells ringing in her mind. How could this stranger possibly know that Clark was absent? She declined the friend request, but the messages persisted: [Stop pretending, I know you’re reading this.]

[Your husband is with me right now.]

[I was scared of thunder, and he came to keep me company.]

[What a good man, but it’s a shame he’s not just yours.]

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