He Chose Power, I Chose Love

I sacrificed my career as a violinist to save my fiancé, Graham, in a car crash that shattered my hand. For five years, I endured the pain and supported his political ambitions, believing in the future we planned to build around an old, historic theater.

That future ended when I overheard him with his campaign manager, Kassidy. He was selling our theater to fund his campaign, dismissing my sacrifice as a mere "distraction."

He called me a "drowned rat" one day, then posted a picture with Kassidy the next, captioned "#PowerCouple."