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I Was Watching TV With My Fiancée When Her Phone Suddenly Connected To Bluetooth. A Message…

She sank onto the couch like her legs had simply stopped obeying her. Brennan’s name hung between us, heavy and undeniable. Outside, traffic hummed twenty stories below, a reminder that the world kept moving even as mine ground to a halt.

“You went through my phone,” Hazel said finally. Not angry. Not defensive. Just stating a fact, like a diagnosis.

“I protected my assets,” I replied. “You included—until you weren’t.”

She laughed then. A short, broken sound. “God, Devon. You always had to win. Even at this.”

I turned back toward her. “This isn’t a game. Games have rules. This is you planning an exit strategy while smiling for engagement photos.”

Her fingers trembled as she set the remote on the coffee table. “Brennan was supposed to be temporary.”

That word hit harder than any confession. Temporary. Like a gym membership. Like a lease. Like I was something she could cancel once something better came along.

“Temporary doesn’t usually involve property deeds,” I said. “Or offshore transfers. Or a passport application filed under your maiden name.”

She looked away, jaw tightening. “You wouldn’t have understood.”

“Try me.”

Hazel stood, pacing now, the way she did when she was negotiating or cornered. “You build systems, Devon. Firewalls. Safeguards. Redundancies. You don’t trust people—you trust structures. I needed something… different.”

“So you chose betrayal.”

“I chose freedom.”

I nodded slowly. “Freedom funded by my bonuses. My credit. My name.”

Silence stretched. Thick. Suffocating.

Finally, she spoke again, quieter. “What are you going to do?”

There it was. Not I’m sorry. Not I messed up. Just damage control.

I picked up my phone from the table and unlocked it. “I’ve already frozen the joint accounts. Cancelled the engagement venue. Sent copies of those documents to my attorney.”

Her breath caught. “You can’t just—”

“I can. And I did.”

She stared at me like she was seeing me for the first time—not as the dependable fiancé, not as the man behind the tech, but as someone who had quietly stepped three moves ahead while she was busy lying.

“What about Brennan?” I asked. “Does he know you were planning to disappear with my money, or does he think he’s the great escape?”

Her silence was answer enough.

I walked to the bedroom door and opened it. “You can pack a bag. Take whatever fits. The rest gets sorted out legally.”

Hazel’s eyes filled, but the tears felt rehearsed, too late to matter. “Devon… we had something.”

“We had an illusion,” I said. “You just forgot I’m trained to see through those.”
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