His Love Was Never Mine Alone
The entire family had always mocked me as the crazy one.
On the day I found Jacob York, my fiancé, cheating on me, I grabbed him and jumped down from the fifth floor.
He survived, but I became comatose.
From that moment on, every night, he held Ella Stone, his affair partner and my adoptive sister, and made out with her beside my bed.
During the first year, when he spoke about me, he would choke up and be filled with resentment. He said that dying together would have been letting me off too easily.
In the second year, he had kissed her passionately while saying that he wanted to burn us all to death.
By the third year, they seldom talked about me again. Most of the time, they tal