Never Loved You, Just A Placeholder

For five years, I paid for his art, his life, and his striking resemblance to a ghost. Karson Willis was my carefully curated substitute, a warm body to fill the space left by the man I' d lost.

Then, my world shattered. My adoptive family found their biological daughter, and my inheritance vanished overnight. I was cut off, exiled.

That' s when I overheard him laughing. "She's broke," he scoffed. "What's the point? She was useful, but that's over now."

He called our five years a "convenience" and mocked the wedding board I' d secretly made.