Stolen love: In love with my sister 's fiance-Chapter 44: Scandalized pictures

The photos lay scattered across the floor like fallen leaves, each one more damning than the last. A kaleidoscope of betrayal. Dim lighting, tangled limbs, bare skin—frozen moments that should never have existed. Anyone who saw them would feel embarrassed, scandalized.

But Elaine felt nothing.

Not anger. Not shock. Not even pain. Just a deep, hollow numbness, as if someone had reached inside her chest and taken something vital, leaving only emptiness behind.

Her fingers trembled as she reached for one of the photos, but she pulled back at the last second, as if touching it would make it real. Her tears fell silently, staining the glossy surface. The images didn't need explanations; they spoke louder than any words ever could.

Her sister.

Alex.

Together.

The man she loved and the woman who had always been her shadow, always lurking, waiting.

Elaine's breath came shallow, her mind reeling. Was this why Alex had been distant the past few days? Was this why he never called last night? Had it all been a lie?

A cruel, twisted illusion?

Her knees buckled, and she clutched the edge of her bed to steady herself. She wanted to scream, to rip the photos apart, to undo whatever had happened that night.

But she couldn't.

Because no matter how much she wished otherwise, the truth was staring back at her.

Elaine wiped her tears with the back of her hand, her mind racing.

The last time she had spoken to Alex, he had sent Olivia's scandal to her, and she had thought—naively, foolishly—that everything was finally falling into place. That their battle was almost over. But how wrong she had been.

Had it all been an act?

But why?

Elaine's hands trembled as she stared at the message.

"Come to Hotel Atlantis, Room No. 3. You will know the truth."

Her heart pounded. The truth?

She looked at the photos scattered on the floor—each one a dagger to her chest. Alex and Olivia. Together. The intimacy in those pictures made her stomach turn, yet something inside her refused to believe it.

No.

This couldn't be real.

Her fingers hovered over her phone, ready to call Alex. She needed to hear his voice, needed him to tell her this was a lie. That this was Olivia's sick game.

But just as she was about to dial, she hesitated.

What if... What if he didn't deny it?

Her breath hitched. She clenched her fists, forcing down the rising panic. She couldn't let herself spiral.

Instead, she gritted her teeth and whispered, "Fine. If it's the truth you want me to see, then I'll see it."

Without wasting another second, she grabbed her coat and stormed out the door.

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The cold air slapped against Elaine's face, but she didn't care. Her mind was too clouded, her heart too heavy. She raised her hand and hailed a taxi, sliding into the seat with a quiet urgency.

As the car moved through the city streets, her fingers hovered over her phone. A deep sense of unease settled in her chest. What if this was a trap? Olivia was capable of anything.

She took a deep breath and quickly sent a message to Adrian:

"If I don't call you in 30 minutes, come to Atlantis Hotel and pick me up. Just in case."

She didn't know what she was walking into, but she needed to be prepared.

A moment later, her phone buzzed.

Adrian: "Got it. Be careful, Elaine. I'll be waiting."

Her grip tightened around the phone.

The taxi pulled up in front of the grand hotel, its towering structure looming over her. She stepped out, staring up at the golden lights flickering against the night sky. Her vision blurred for a moment, her breath shaky.

Please... let this be a joke. Let this be some twisted prank. Let this not be real.

But deep down, she knew.

Taking a deep breath, she straightened her shoulders and walked toward the entrance.