I curled tighter into myself, pulling my knees up, my hand still pressed hard against my mouth. I didn't want Julian to hear. I didn't want him to know how completely broken I felt right now.
He'd already seen me cry once today. I didn't want him to see me fall apart again, but I couldn't stop it.
The tears came hot and fast, soaking into the pillow beneath my head, ny father had sold me. He'd looked me in the eye at my wedding and smiled.
He'd walked me down the aisle and given me away, and the whole time, he'd known, known about Vanessa and Ethan.
Known about the plan, known that my marriage was never meant to last, known that I would end up exactly where I did, divorced and broken and alone, and he'd done it anyway, for money.
A sob tore out of me, louder this time, and I grabbed t
