“Dispel your delusions. Even if you wake up from death, you could never even follow in Rachel’s footsteps.”
My husband has another woman.
And it’s his first love who has been missing for 7 years.
My husband was still obsessed with finding that woman.
To make matters worse, he was convinced that I had something to do with her.
“Tell me where Rachel is. Then maybe I’ll give you the night you so desperately beg for.”
His hands, which had torn at my dress, came up roughly.
Just as my flustered face was about to fall apart, he stopped his mocking caress.
A bitter smile crept up above his lips.
The problem is that I am the ‘woman’ he is looking for.
