For five years, I clung to the memory of Liam, my husband, lost to a mysterious accident.
Then he reappeared, a month ago, but he was a stranger, stripped of his memories of me, and worse, he brought her-Chloe, the sweet, innocent woman he' d met while he was gone.
Now, Chloe, pregnant with Liam' s child, slid a half-million-dollar check across my own mahogany table, a cruel offer to buy me out of my marriage.
Liam, when he walked in, only cemented my nightmare, his face softening for her and hardening in cold impatience for me, accusing me of bothering her in my own home.
He even suggested I help Chloe plan their wedding, believing her lies about his lost child that once was ours.
Cold rage replaced my heartbreak; if he wanted a wedding planner, I' d be the best-and then disappear, completely.
But Chloe' s cruelty didn' t stop.
She orchestrated my kidnapping, gloating that Liam' s amnesia was her doing, a drug she' d used for years to erase me.
When Liam found me, battered and bruised, he accused me of faking it all to frame Chloe.