me to sign, saying it was just business. I trusted him completely, signing without read
ins. "It' s done, Sarah. I got the last signature." They were draining my acc
his revenge for five years, fueled by a petty college misunderstanding. Every kiss
ld raise questions, took me to the hospital, ostensibly for confirmation. But on the way, he sped up, deliberately causing a car crash that made me l
h, "The accident worked perfectly... No more ba
lind, so trusting? My love had been his weapon, and his every act, a betrayal beyond imagination. But they had un