---- Introduction The dull ache in my belly was a constant reminder: our baby was gone. | was still reeling from the loss when | caught the scent of another woman's perfume on my fiancé, Liam, in my hospital room. It was "Amour Infini," Clara' s signature scent, clinging to his expensive suit. Clara, our biggest professional rival, the one he had just told me a ridiculous lie about fainting from overwork. My world shattered. My hand hovered over the phone, my thumb on the wedding planner's contact. This wasn't minor infidelity; it was a deep, calculated betrayal. Later, a notification from my best friend, Sarah, flashed on my new phone-Clara' s Instagram. A close-up of a woman' s hand on a pregnant belly, covered protectively by a man' s hand. Liam' s hand, with his family signet ring. A single white heart emoji. He hadn't just cheated; he had built a life, a family, with her. The agony in my chest dwarfed any physical pain. My almost- husband, my protector since childhood, had been building a secret life for years. The man | loved more than anything was a stranger. He thought | was a "sweet little thing," predictable and easily ---- manipulated. He thought he had me under control. But in that moment, as | stared at the glowing testament of his betrayal, something cold and hard settled in my heart. The game had changed. And |, an architect of dreams and now of revenge, was finally ready to play.