The list lay on the polished mahogany table, four names, my future, dictated by my father.
Just four heirs to the city' s most powerful families.
The world expected me to choose Ethan Miller, the charming heir I had publicly chased for years.
They thought they knew our story, the pathetic heiress hopelessly in love.
They didn' t know the real story, the one that ended with the screech of tires and the crushing impact of metal.
I remembered the joy of my wedding day, shattered a year later when he declared our marriage a sham, publicly embracing his assistant, Sophia, his supposed true love.
Then Sophia vanished, and Ethan turned his grief into a weapon against me.
He brought home a new woman with Sophia' s gentle eyes every week, forcing me to endure his cruel reminders.