Love in Warzone
On our wedding night, my husband didn't stay long enough to toast with champagne.
He left me alone at the reception and retreated to the chapel.
Because from the very beginning, this stoic, untouchable man had only ever loved my younger sister.
For three years of my marriage, I poured myself into thawing a heart of stone, only to be met with glacial silence.
"Claire," he said coldly, "I'd rather take vows of celibacy than ever love you."
But when the truck came barreling toward me, the man who had resented me his entire life used his own body to shield mine.
Just before I lost consciousness, I saw him gripping the paramedic's sleeve, blood staining his lips.
"Don't tell that crazy woman
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