The Night My Savior Became My BetrayerChapter 1
Jillian's POV
The night of my birthday party, I was assaulted, humiliated, and filmed in a private video I never consented to.
Just when I thought my life was ruined, Ethan Graves appeared like a hero descending from the heavens and saved me that night. He even gave up on pursuing graduate school, choosing instead to stay by my side and help me survive those darkest days.
His devotion touched me, so I gave him my heart and loved him for eight long years.
And when I held a pregnancy test in my hand, I thought I was about to give him the happiest surprise of his life. But instead, I overheard a conversation that shattered me.
“Jillian’s completely devoted to me, and she’s perfect wife material. But every time I think about what those guys did to her, it makes me sick. If it wasn’t for me, who knows whose bastard she’d be carrying right now.”
“I don’t touch her because I still think she’s dirty.”
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I froze in the doorway, staring at the pregnancy results in my hand, unable to breathe.
Was this really the man I had loved for eight years?
I gripped the doorknob so tightly my knuckles went white, forcing myself to calm down.
No, this couldn’t be true. Ethan loved me.
Just yesterday, he had held me in his arms, playfully talking about marriage, even teasing me to give him enough kids to form a soccer team.
But the disdain I heard in his voice now, the disgust twisting his expression through the crack in the door, was nothing like the tender man who had whispered promises to me.
“Ethan, you’ve really put up with a lot all these years! But damn, Jillian’s body is smoking hot. I still kept that old video, you know exactly what I mean.”
That voice was Howard Nicholson, Ethan’s closest friend.
For a second, I couldn’t even process why he had the video from back then. But the room filled with crude laughter, and the shame burned so deep in me I thought I would suffocate.
I was just about to shove the door open when Ethan blew out a smoke ring and said, almost casually, “That’s the thing. I can’t even imagine how many men have seen her body.”
“Come on, Ethan, don’t get mad, but Jillian really isn’t good enough for you. Marrying her is basically asking to be cheated on.”
But as soon as Ethan heard that comment, his expression hardened, and he shot his friend a sharp glare. “Watch your mouth.”
Irritated, he ground his cigarette into the ashtray.