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

"You'll need to take Cora this weekend," Damien stated without preamble when he called Friday evening. "I have meetings in Chicago."


I balanced my phone against my ear while gathering papers from my desk at YodaVision. "I'm already planning to be home. She called me earlier."


"Good." His tone was clipped, businesslike. "I'll be back Sunday evening."


Before I could respond, he added, "Vivienne is accompanying me."


Of course she was. I kept my voice neutral. "I understand."


An awkward silence stretched between us. I waited for him to end the call as he typically did.


"Elara..." he began, then paused. "Cora mentioned wanting to go horseback riding. She's been asking about it for weeks."


This was news to me. "She hasn't mentioned it to me."


"Perhaps because you've hardly been home," he replied, the accusation clear in his voice.


I bit back a retort about his own frequent absences. "I'll look into finding a stable that offers lessons."


Stolen Joy at the Stables