Blind to His Lies Until I Could See

On my third wedding anniversary to Garrett Windsor, I showed up at the hotel in the sheer bikini he'd requested.

But it wasn't Garrett waiting in the room. It was Melissa Lane, his childhood sweetheart.

The room erupted in cruel, mocking laughter.

Melissa poured her glass of red wine over my head.

"How pathetic. You really will do anything he says, won't you?"

"A shame you're blind. You can't even see what a joke you look like right now."

I crouched on the floor, covering myself, enduring their humiliation.