Love That Healed My Scars
Language: en
After three months in the asylum, Leo finally came for me. He stood in the sunlight, looking at me like a conqueror, his voice full of contempt. "Whitney, have you finally understood? I only made a mistake any man could make. It was not illegal, and it is not for you to judge. Accept it, and you remain Mrs. Moy. If not, we divorce." I studied his face, so familiar yet now a stranger. I remembered waking in the hospital three months earlier, after a failed suicide attempt, only to see my husband, Leo Moy, who was supposed to be dead. Casually, he told me that three years ago, another…