My Fiancé Married His Deceased Brother's Wife

nd I were the perfect

rtist, and I, the tale

e had never once talk

deceased brother

fulfill his brother' s dying wi

spent in her bed, the scent of her per

ay, Olivia announ

promising me a we

brate the pregnancy, I stood in the crowd,

knee, pulled out a diamond r

ed. He had publi

y of my betrayal was cemen

s never

er, a fool warming his bed whi

le, but a cold resolv

ied to gaslight me with more l

livia, leaving me in

and then audaciously asked if Olivia, his pregnant fian

me to ca

unding. Yet, a strang

my voice steady.

a fall down the stairs, accusin

ntorted with rag

by, I will destroy you. I swear

. No anger, no sadness.

packed suitcase, and dropped th

I walk