A Love Made of Scars
Language: en
Seven years ago, at the drawing that decided our fate, I privately told Alistair that the name chosen would be Sabrina’s, the woman he adored. But fate played a cruel joke. In the end, it was my name on that slip of paper. From that day on, Alistair was convinced I had used some despicable trick. For seven years of marriage, his gaze never once lingered on me. He told the world that my twin sister, Sabrina, was the one true love of his life. He even paid the tabloids to paint me as a shameless harlot who had seduced her own sister’s fiancé. The daily humiliation and torment had long since…