Chapter 55

• Marcella was the only woman he cared about. The man he used to be was nothing but a facade he wore to lure me in. The water cascaded down my body, blending with the tears that refused to stop. It was warm, yet it did nothing to dull the pain clawing at my heart. I slid down the wall of the shower, my sob louder.
• Before we got married, he loved me… I thought he did. He showered me with affection and attention until he won my heart and we got married. I thought it was a ‘He fell first, but she fell harder’ situation, but it didn't take too long for me to find out he never loved me.
• The way he looked at Marcella during the family gatherings. It was subtle but I noticed it because it was the same way he looked at me before we got married. Eventually, he confessed he only married me because I had her eyes.