The Gilded Betrayal

Ho, a visa to expand to Paris, and a husband, Ethan, whose grand ge

soon materialized into a sickening reality as unfamiliar perfume, a fuchsia lip

o flaunted her presence-was brazen, openly taunting me and daringly sending me ex

me had meticulously constructed a grotesque pantomime, his every t

h; instead, on our anniversary, I publicly forced Ethan to sign his divorce and transfe