Married to my sister's lover
“In two years of marriage, you’ve only touched me twice. And those times, you were drunk. I had to beg you—force you even—just to feel like your wife.”
“That’s why you cheated,” he said coldly. “Because I wouldn’t touch you.”
I flinched.
“For your information,” he added harshly, “I never loved you. I have never loved you. And I never will.”
My knees buckled slightly.
“I have always loved Fiona. Long before you showed up and came between us.”
My heart cracked.
“That’s why I don’t find you attractive. That’s why I couldn’t touch you,” he continued, his voice like a knife. “Fiona said you had a small brain. And I believed her. Only someone foolish wouldn’t have seen the handwriting on the wall.
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