next mo

ut she couldn't ignore the ache in her heart. She bit her lip, debating whether to knock or walk away, when the door swung open, reveal

anyone else had been there at all. The room was neat and tidy, the bed made, and Lucas's scent was the only one she could detect. She turned to face him, her hands clasped in

r voice quivering with pain and betrayal. "On our wedding night? How could you do this to me, Lucas? I thought you loved me. I thou

as worse enough he didn't consummate the marriage but he had the

u, Bianca. I don't need anyone. I never loved you Bianca, you were just a game, a game I got tired of." He stalked out of the room, slamming the door behind him with

way from this, Lucas! I deserve an explanation, damn it!" She stomped after him, her feet pounding on the floorboards as she chased him down the hallway.

ing you, Bianca. You push me any further and you'll regret it." Bianca's eyes narrowed, her defiance only growing stronger in the face of his threat. "

. Tell them how I slept with another woman. Go ahead, Bianca. See what they have to say." He released her hand, turning his back on her. "But know this: you won't be any better

body. "What is happening?" she sobbed, her voice muffled and broken. "Why is this happening to me? I thought I was doing everything right. I thought I was being a good wife." She

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Bianca first met, their eyes locking across a crowded hallway, their hearts beating in perfect harmony. They were the

hey walked the hallways, their laughter echoing through the clas

rds as sharp as knives, their intentions as dark as their hear

She can't be at the top of the class and be the class president. She was also chosen to repr

ground. But Lucas would not stand for it. He stepped forward, his face set like stone, his voice like thunder. "Leave her alone

r? She's stealing everythi

!" Lucas

wn, cowed by his stre

ationship was the best and other classmates envied them until their paren