Miranda walked out of our lives for what she called a “better life,” chasing luxury and freedom with a wealthy man.

She left behind not just me, Charlie, but also our two little girls, Sophie and Emily.

It was a betrayal I never saw coming, one that left me shattered. But as fate would have it, when I met her again two years later, karma had already written its poetic conclusion.

For a decade, Miranda and I had built a life together. It wasn’t perfect—life rarely is—but it was ours.

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