Page 16 of With Love

“We were incredibly happy. The kind of couple that everyone was envious of.”

“How did we meet?”

I smile when I think about the first time that I saw her.

“You crashed your car into mine. You were so embarrassed; it was adorable.” I pause there and shoot her a smile. “We ended up going out to lunch and by the time I dropped you off at your apartment later that day I knew that I was going to marry you.”

She smiles slightly, but it doesn’t last long. I can see tears beginning to pool in her gorgeous green eyes.

“How long were we together?”

“Six years.”

“When did we get married?”

“April 16, 2014.”

“How did it all go to shit? How did I end up with him?” Tears now falling down her beautiful, porcelain face.

She’ll hate me after this. I know it. I take a deep breath, bracing myself for her reaction.

“You were pregnant. We were so happy, but I was also terrified. My mother died in childbirth along with my twin brother. I was so worried that something bad was going to happen to you or our child. Or both.

“You ended up miscarrying and it tore us apart. I had completely withdrawn. You tried everything in your power to bring me back to you, but I was so stubborn. I was determined to live in agony. It drove you away. You spent a lot of time with him at that point. I always sensed that he had romantic feelings toward you. You were vulnerable and he used that to his advantage. You started having feelings for him too.”

I pause and look at her. An astonished, unbelieving look crosses her face.

“He wasn’t always evil, not the way he is now, anyway. He treated you like a princess at one time. You looked up to and admired him as if he were your older brother. He was the one to walk

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