The CEO's Unforgettable Stand-In Bride
Eve
An accident left him mentally impaired, but for three years he loved me—gentle, steady, impossibly attentive.
Then he recovered—and all I got was his cold back.
If love can vanish, why keep holding on?
My palm settles on my belly.
"Baby," I whisper, "do we just file for the divorce?"
Then he recovered—and all I got was his cold back.
If love can vanish, why keep holding on?
My palm settles on my belly.
"Baby," I whisper, "do we just file for the divorce?"