I Used His Own DNA To Destroy My Husband
Language: en
Liam had always had Skylar. She wasn't just his lifelong best female friend; she was a permanent, slightly toxic shadow in our lives. From the first moment I met her, I knew the look in her eye: I was the outsider. The resentment was a cold current beneath her saccharine smile. When we planned a trip with his group, his "Crew," Skylar was in charge of booking the flights. She somehow forgot to book mine. Just mine. She cried, of course, a delicate, teary apology about being "so scatterbrained." Liam immediately stepped in, his arm around her, telling me, "Babe, she's just clumsy. Let it…