After She Married My Cousin Instead
My wife cheated on me—with my cousin.
The three of us were headed to sign divorce papers when bam—car crash.
Next thing I knew, I was back on the day we got our marriage license.
This time, no fights, no drama. We both knew it was over.
She ditched me for Jason fast and skipped the country with him.
I stayed behind, buried in law books and case files.
Five years later, she was famous—thanks to Jason pulling strings. Concerts, cash, fans screaming her name.
Me? Still grinding at a law firm, backing folks who needed real legal help.
Then came the family reunion.
She showed up on Jason's arm, smug and shining, throwing shade like it was sport.
But when I mentioned I was settling down with someone else?
Her face snapped.
"I made one dumb mistake! How DARE you move on?!"