Brother, Is Your Revenge Sweet Now?
Fuzzy Melissa
I once believed our love was a fairy tale. Three years of secret devotion, countless vows whispered in the night—all shattered in an instant at that gala. I heard him laugh and tell others, "Just a plaything, like her social-climbing mother."
That stormy night, I fled in a torn gown, only to witness my mother collapse from a heart attack after seeing the video of my humiliation. But the true devastation came later—when the man I had given everything to gripped my wrist in the darkness and uttere...
That stormy night, I fled in a torn gown, only to witness my mother collapse from a heart attack after seeing the video of my humiliation. But the true devastation came later—when the man I had given everything to gripped my wrist in the darkness and uttere...