Thanks Ex, I Married My Uncle

I downed a drink and my body started burning up. Someone must have drugged me.

I stumbled around looking for my boyfriend Ethan Smith, but at the bar I overheard his conversation with someone else.

"I don't believe in 'well-matched families'—I only believe in myself. Yara, I swear I'll make you the future Mrs. Smith."

"As for Lila, after tonight, videos of her acting like a slut will spread all over the internet. From then on, I'll have her wrapped around my finger."

Everything went black. This was the man I'd loved for three years.