My Fiance Planned My Car Crash for His Mistress

Three days before my wedding, I got hit by a car. My spine was broken.

Jonah Stafford, my fiancé, made sure the person responsible went to prison. But as I laid in that hospital bed, none of it mattered. I didn’t want to wake up. I didn’t want to face the reality of never walking again.

Somewhere between the pain and the haze, I heard Jonah talking to the doctor.

"We still have time for surgery. But if we wait a few more days, Greta will be permanently disabled. If you just want Naomi as your bride, fine, but why risk her life?"