He loved me, so he destroyed me, left me broken and humiliated, all so I’d have no choice but to stay with him. No. This wasn’t love. He was a monster, a madman!
Elias was in love with Laura Sorensen—the foster daughter who grew up with the Sorensen family.
“If you truly love me, would you dare touch me?” I asked, lifting my chin and staring him down.
Elias looked back at me with that same rehearsed tenderness.
“Of course I would,” he blurted out. “I just don’t want to hurt you. You’re still recovering, and I’d be crushed if I did.”
He quickly reached for my hands. I pulled back, refusing to let him touch me. We’d been married for a year, and not once had he laid a hand on me.
Every time, he gave me the same excuse. And like an idiot, I believed him.
