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Selena thought her life was picture-perfect. Married to her high school sweetheart, Peter, with a quiet, comfortable home and the kind of stability most women dream of. But stability shatters when Peter, the man she trusted most, suggests an open marriage... just to explore things with his secretary.

Heartbroken and numb, Selena does something out of character. She walks into a nightclub for the first time in nearly a decade. That's when she runs into Jack Brooks.

Her brother’s best friend.
The billionaire heir she always thought was out of reach.
The man with eyes that see far too much.

What begins as a night of emotional escape spirals into something far more dangerous. Jack isn't just a rebound, he’s temptation, obsession, and the unraveling of everything Selena thought she knew about herself. With every stolen glance and lingering touch, Jack challenges everything: her marriage, her loyalty, and her buried desire for something real.

But secrets don’t stay secret for long.
And when Peter finds out who Selena has been sleeping with, the truth threatens to explode at the worst possible moment.

Now, caught between a husband she no longer recognizes and a man who’s waited years for a chance, Selena must decide: is she brave enough to burn her old life down... for the one man she was never supposed to touch?

Yours, Illegally.

Selena sat by the window, knees drawn to her chest, as the sky shifted from black to soft gray. The sun was rising, but it didn't bring warmth, just the cold clarity that today wouldn't be kind.

She heard Peter's car pull into the driveway around 7 a.m.

Her body tensed, the stillness around her cracking like ice under pressure. A few minutes later, she heard the front door open and close. Then the keys dropped in the bowl by the hallway. His shoes shuffled across the floor like everything was normal. Like they were still a functioning husband and wife.

She didn't wait for him to come to her. She walked straight into the kitchen, where he was pouring himself a cup of coffee like nothing had happened. His hair was disheveled, shirt wrinkled. He looked like hell.

"Morning," he said, like they hadn't just lived through a complete disaster.

"Really?" Her voice came out hollow. "That's how you're starting this?"

Peter sipped his coffee, eyes heavy. "I have a headache, Sel. Let's not—"

"We've been avoiding this since last week, and I'm so done with you!," she said sharply, her voice rising. "You humiliated me on Brian's birthday. You got drunk, you made a scene, and you told everyone about Jack and me like it was some kind of twisted show."

Peter set the mug down and leaned against the counter. "I was drunk."

"Oh, now you're angry?" Selena stepped closer. "You're angry because I actually accepted the open marriage you suggested? Because I dared to feel something after you emotionally starved me for over a year?"

Peter's jaw clenched. "You were supposed to play along, not fall in love."

"So that's what this is about?" she whispered. "I broke the unspoken rule? That I could sleep with someone else as long as I didn't care?"

"You weren't supposed to love him," he said, each word like a punch.

"I didn't plan to love him," she hissed. "I didn't even feel love yet at that time, but you planned to fall for Nanny, didn't you?"

Peter's eyes flickered, guilt crawling in.

"You think I didn't know?" she asked, her voice breaking. "You pulled away from me, little by little, until I became a stranger in my own home. You slept on the couch. You stopped looking at me. You stopped touching me. You left me in the dark and made me think it was all my fault."

Peter ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. "I didn't want to hurt you."

"But you did. And when I finally stopped waiting for you to come back, when I stopped begging to be seen, then you painted me as the villain."

Peter looked at her then, really looked at her, for the first time in months.

"You love him, do you?" he asked quietly.

"I don't know how I feel anymore," she admitted, raw and aching. "But I know I don't love you."

She shook her head. "You were the first man I ever trusted. The one I thought I'd grow old with. And you gave up on me without even saying goodbye."

Peter's hands trembled slightly. "I didn't mean for it to be like this."

"But it has ended," she said, her voice firm now. "And I think we both knew it long before Jack ever came into the picture."

He looked like he wanted to argue, to say something to fight back, but nothing came out.

The words hung between them, final and irreversible.

Peter nodded slowly, then looked away. "If that's what you want."

Selena almost collapsed from the weight of it. Not because she wasn't ready, but because it still hurt to bury something that had once meant everything.

She turned to leave, but Peter stopped her.

She paused at the door, not turning around.

"I don't know," she said. "But I know he didn't lie about it."

Terms of Goodbye