Five Years, A Forged Vow

For five years, I was the devoted wife who helped Brandon build his tech empire.

But the moment his first love, Kristal, returned with a feigned injury, he handed her the diamond necklace meant for our anniversary and abandoned me in a torrential storm.

He knew my PTSD from a past kidnapping made storms terrifying, yet he drove away with her without a backward glance.

When I called him for help, terrified of the stranger driving my rideshare, it was Kristal who answered.

"Brandon is in the shower," she taunted. "Don't disturb our reunion."