After my husband cheated on me, I turned around and dated the CEO who had a crush on me for seven years.

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He saved me once, and for that, I spent seven years of my youth by Liam’s side, watching him transform from an unknown aspiring artist to a celebrated photographer.

He once knelt before the altar, looking up at the crucifix, and swore a solemn oath to me, promising to never betray me, to make good on his word or pay the ultimate price with his life.

I truly believed I had finally found my happily ever after with the man I loved.

But less than six months into our marriage, Liam died in a sudden studio fire, leaving nothing but ashes.