My Wife, My Enemy

adamantly enforced, she introduced me to Luke and Annie, ide

ice for her, soared with a confusing mix of shock and overwhelming hope. I b

: my procedure wasn't a simple vasectomy; my seminal vesicles had bee

t fears: the twins were Mark' s, her "dying" lover, and my seminal vesicles

arah, the master manipulator, twisted every truth, using th

th her real obsession, Mark. The pain of betrayal was a physical ache, yet a c

fortune, to fulfill a twisted fantasy? The innocence of the life I thought I had was bru

place, I didn't cry. I made a plan. I wouldn't just leave. I would dismantle