The Architect of Her Own Ruin

Matthew Scott, my fiancé and business partner, looked at me with that serious expression I used to find charming.

He told me our architecture firm, our shared dream, was on the verge of bankruptcy.

I didn't hesitate when he asked me to invest every dollar of my life savings – the down payment for our future home – into the company.

It was for us, he said, to protect our dream.

The very next day, I saw an Instagram post from our office manager, Sabrina.

It was a photo of a deed for a brand new condo.

And on it, clear as day, were the names: Matthew Scott and Sabrina Todd.