discreet private doctor who patched me up without any official records. I spent the time in a

ply disappeared. I knew Graves would be look

rrage of texts to my old number, which I had kept active

appened. Graves told me everything.

I really do want to be fr

a yacht, another in a fancy restaurant. She even sent a picture of a diamond ring on her

ld, detached pity for her naivety. She thought she had won. She had no idea she w

ed the burner phone. I let it ri

is voice a mixture of anger and frustrati

ack, Graves," I s

ty gala next week. Our company is a major sponsor. Yo

with his public image,

d, as if it were an afterthought. "I'm i

y his side, while he paraded his mistress

said, after a long pa

ieved. "Good.

without a

gown that hugged my curves and a diamond necklace that had been a gift fr

trophy. She was wearing a white dress, trying to look pure and innocent. When he s

over to me. "You look... incre

eplied, my expre

troducing me as "my brilliant wife, Kimberly." But his attention was always on Alex. He w

g to get me to drink with him. Graves saw what was happening. He walked

nd. "He's a potential partner for our new project." He then leaned in closer, whispering

pimp me out for

rage that I had kept buried

I tried to walk away, but he gra

scene, Kimberl

from his grasp

ed to stare. I didn't care. I pushed past them and

ter on my face. My heart was pounding, my han

longer pretending to be drunk. Her eyes were s

?" she asked, a smirk

abbing a paper to

ow, he's only with you for appearances. He told me he ca

lent, my ja

He would do anything for me. And you? You're just a rel

though. I have a little something planned for to

hreat. A cold dread washed over me. I knew she was planning something. Somethin