Erasing The Man Who Broke Me
Language: en
A TikTok DM from a total stranger popped up deep in the middle of the night. “Am I the other woman, or are you?” A pause. Then a second message: “Killian North has you pinned as ‘Wife’ in his contacts. What’s the deal?” I glanced at Killian, who was toweling his wet hair, emerging from our master bath. The man I’d been married to for three years. I tossed my phone onto the duvet beside him. This girl wasn’t the first, and she certainly wouldn’t be the last. Killian barely blinked, treating the inquiry with the practiced indifference of someone who’d been through this script a hundred…