“My husband, the city's most formidable lawyer, destroyed my family to protect his ex-girlfriend. He framed my brother, leading to my parents' deaths and our company's collapse. He promised to free my brother if I stayed. But on the day of the final appeal, he never showed up. My brother lost his last chance at freedom. I later found out why Hamilton was absent. He was at a picnic, celebrating his ex-girlfriend's dog's birthday. My brother's life, my entire world, was worth less than a puppy. The love I had for him shattered into dust. So I underwent an experimental therapy to erase him from my mind. When he finally tracked me down in Paris, begging me to come back, I looked at the man who had been my world and asked, "I'm sorry, have we met?"”