The Monster in My Marriage

The Monster in My Marriage

Gavin

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My mother was dying, and the transplant was her only hope, but it was "very expensive." I swore I'd find the money, somehow. But then, my fiancé broke off our engagement, choosing Sophia Bellweather instead. Desperate, I accepted my childhood friend Ethan Miller's shocking proposal: he'd cover all medical costs if I married him. He became my savior. My mother still died shortly after the surgery, her body rejecting the organ. Five years into our stable, quiet marriage, I overheard Ethan and his friend talking. "That organ was meant for Sarah Williams. You diverted it, Ethan. You played God." My world stopped. He admitted my mother's organ had been rerouted to save Sophia Bellweather' s mother. And our marriage? "A penance," he confessed, "to give Ava a good life, to protect her. And... it kept things quiet." The man I married, my supposed savior, had orchestrated my mother's death out of obsession for another woman. My entire life, my grief, my five-year marriage-a meticulously crafted lie. My heart hammered, a cold fury rising. I was a fool, walking blindly into a monstrous deception. He destroyed everything. Now, everything will be destroyed, starting with finding the truth.

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My mother was dying, and the transplant was her only hope, but it was "very expensive." I swore I'd find the money, somehow.

But then, my fiancé broke off our engagement, choosing Sophia Bellweather instead.

Desperate, I accepted my childhood friend Ethan Miller's shocking proposal: he'd cover all medical costs if I married him. He became my savior.

My mother still died shortly after the surgery, her body rejecting the organ.

Five years into our stable, quiet marriage, I overheard Ethan and his friend talking. "That organ was meant for Sarah Williams. You diverted it, Ethan. You played God."

My world stopped. He admitted my mother's organ had been rerouted to save Sophia Bellweather' s mother.

And our marriage? "A penance," he confessed, "to give Ava a good life, to protect her. And... it kept things quiet."

The man I married, my supposed savior, had orchestrated my mother's death out of obsession for another woman.

My entire life, my grief, my five-year marriage-a meticulously crafted lie. My heart hammered, a cold fury rising.

I was a fool, walking blindly into a monstrous deception. He destroyed everything. Now, everything will be destroyed, starting with finding the truth.

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