Elara Dawn

For seven years, Elara Thorne lived in the shadow of her own marriage. While her tech mogul husband Damien showered attention on his mistress, Elara played the perfect corporate wife—making his coffee, organizing his schedule, and watching her six-year-old daughter Cora grow closer to the other woman.

The other woman who happened to be her half-sister.

Vivienne Dubois had everything Elara didn't—Damien's heart, Cora's adoration, and the respect of everyone at Thorne Industries. When Elara flew home hoping to celebrate her birthday with her family, she found them planning a surprise party for Vivienne instead. When little Cora innocently asked if Vivienne could be her mommy, something inside Elara finally snapped.

Elara had been a brilliant AI researcher before marriage stole her ambitions. She'd co-founded YodaVision Technologies, only to abandon it all for a man who never loved her back. But now Julian Croft, her former partner, wants her to return as Chief Innovation Officer. The tech world that forgot her exists is about to remember why she was once called a visionary.

Walking away seems impossible when it means leaving Cora behind. But staying means accepting a life where she's invisible in her own home, humiliated at her own workplace, and competing with her half-sister for scraps of attention from her own family.

Damien thinks his wife will quietly accept whatever he gives her, the way she always has. He's about to discover that seven years of silence doesn't mean surrender—it means she's been planning her comeback. And when Elara Vance reclaims her name, her career, and her power, the tech world won't be the only thing shaken.

Some women bend. Others break. But the smart ones? They rebuild themselves stronger than before.

My Coldhearted Husband’s Regret

Elara took Cora's hand firmly in hers. The little girl tried to pull away, but Elara held fast.


"We need to talk privately," she said, steering her daughter away from curious onlookers.


Cora's face remained flushed with anger as Elara guided her to a bench beneath a large oak tree. The spot offered just enough privacy for their conversation.


"Let me go!" Cora demanded, tugging against her mother's grip.


Elara crouched down to meet her daughter's eyes. "I want you to listen carefully, Cora. What you did to Lily was wrong."


"She's stupid and ugly," Cora muttered, looking down at her shoes.


"No, she isn't," Elara kept her voice gentle but firm. "Lily is a sweet little girl who did nothing wrong."


Cora's bottom lip trembled. "You like her more than me."


The accusation struck Elara's heart. She hadn't realized how deeply Cora's insecurities ran.


"That's not true, darling. I was simply being kind to her."


Little Jealousies, Maternal Wisdom