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

"The night wind is chilly. You should head inside."


Beck's parting words echoed in my head as I stood on the porch, watching him walk away. Something about that phrase tugged at my memory. It was almost identical to what Damien had said to me earlier this evening.


A coincidence? Perhaps. But in my experience, coincidences around Damien Thorne were rare.


I shook off the unsettling feeling and went back inside my grandmother's house. The remaining family members looked up as I entered the living room. Uncle Victor raised his eyebrows in silent question.


I nodded, pocketing Beck's business card. "Just a work matter." The lie came easily. I'd discuss Beck's strange offer with Uncle Victor later, in private.


Grandmother Clara watched me with shrewd eyes. Even at eighty, nothing escaped her notice. She patted the seat beside her on the sofa.


"Come sit, Elara. Tell us what's truly on your mind."


Resolutions Before Sunrise