The Spare By Lori Ameling Novels & Stories

I stepped back from the door as quietly as I could. My legs were shaking. I turned and walked away, tears streaming down my face. I did not stop until I reached my room. I closed the door, locked it, and slid down to the floor. The sobs came hard then. I cried like I had not cried since the night of the mating ceremony. My whole body shook. I pressed both hands over my mouth to keep the sound in, but it still leaked out in broken gasps. I cried for the girl I used to be. I cried for every time I was treated as a spare. I cried for the incomplete mark that refused to settle. I cried for the humiliation, the forced duty, the constant reminder that I was never the woman he wanted.

The day before my wedding, my friend sent me a link to a viral web app called 'A Conversation with Your Future Self.' Looking at my fiancee, Wilma Lambert, still asleep beside me, I decided to give it a try and sent a message. [Future me, I'm marrying the woman I've loved for seven years tomorrow. I'll definitely be happy after we get married, right?] The screen flickered, and a reply came almost instantly. [No. That's because your wife has already cheated on you. On your wedding night, she'll spend it with your best friend, Hank Gilbert.] The smile on my face vanished instantly. I frowned and instinctively argued back. [How is that possible? Apart from my parents, Wilma and Hank are t