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PROLOGUE

I sat, sitting on the luxury cushions of my living room couch. I was gripping a glass of wine, throwing my head back as I chugged the rest down, the buzz not even enough to numb the incredible hole I felt had been removed from my chest cavity. I heard the door open and close as he walked in, loosening his tie as he walked.

“I don’t have much time.” He said. “Cindy will be waiting for me at home within the hour.”

It was always like this.

His wife, Cindy, was an heiress of a multi-million dollar industry, in which she inherited at the age of 15.

Me? I was just just Caroline, the nobody from Florida in which the highest paying job I had ever been able to hold was….

Well, this one.

He made it absolutely clear to me that I was not allowed to work, to ensure that I had never ran into the woman he was married to.

So she would never discover the lengths he went to to be unfaithful to her.

“Caroline!” He booms, and I know that he had caught me zoning out again.

“I-I’m sorry, Mi-” I start to stammer before he cuts me off.

“What have I said to call me Caroline? Nobody speaks my name except my wife!” He continues to scream at me.

I jump at the volume at his voice and prepare for the worst.

You see, he had this dominate side of him, this need to hurt, to break…

Something.

Someone.

Me.

He dragged me by my hair as I whimpered, cursing how stupid I was.

Just like I always did.

And as he did those things, made me feel worthless and like nothing.

My heart still ached for him, for this man I was convinced would love me more one day.

At least…

More than he ever loved her.

As I was trapped in the apartment that he had given me, I would sit and look up pictures of her. I would print out the pictures and stare all day at her.

How could she be so perfect?

So incredibly fucking perfect to the point he feels the need to hurt me this way, to love me this way?

I would print the pictures out, and compare us.

Her chestnut colored hair was voluminous and puffy, textured and highlighted , whilst mine was a mess of untamed blonde waves. Her skin was like mixing flour and cocoa together to make a darkened tan, while mine was pale as could be, from being trapped in here for so long. Her body was like an hourglass, something to be proud of, from doing absolutely nothing. Me? I was  pole compared to this woman, one in which was not allowed to work out, orders straight from him.

As he did those cruel harsh things to me, I would pretend I was her, and that it was her he wanted to hurt, and me he was being the loving, doting partner to.

But I also knew…

Deep down, in my heart that continued to be played with over and over by this man who help it squarely in his hands.

I knew I would never be his priority…

Until she falls.

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