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's night with Cora had been surprisingly peaceful. After braiding her daughter's hair "the special way," they'd read three bedtime stories together. When Cora had sleepily asked her to stay, Elara couldn't refuse. She'd spent the night in her daughter's princess-themed bedroom, curled up beside her small form.


Morning arrived with harsh clarity. Damien hadn't come home last night. Not even a text message asking about their daughter.


Elara dressed in silence, selecting a simple blouse and pencil skirt. She brushed her hair methodically while Cora bounced around her, suddenly full of chatter about school projects and playground politics.


"Can you take me to school today, Mommy?" Cora asked, her eyes bright with hope.


Elara paused mid-brush. "Of course," she replied, unable to hide her surprise. "I'd love to."


For months, Cora had insisted on Damien driving her to school, often mentioning that Vivienne sometimes joined them. Today's request felt like a precious gift.


Echoes in the Steam