Read the Scene That Broke Her—and Starts Lies I Can’t Unsee
He’s holding a ring.
A woman stands before him in a red dress—tight, radiant, the kind of red that demands attention. She’s the type who turns heads just by breathing. Her blonde waves tumble down her back like something straight out of a commercial.
Then I hear it.
That voice.
That familiar voice.
“Will you marry me?”
My stomach drops.
My head spins.
No.
It can’t be.
But the tuxedo. The slicked-back blond hair. The posture. It’s him.
My husband.
He’s kneeling in front of that woman, holding out the diamond like the recycled promise he gave me five years ago.
She says yes.
The crowd erupts.
And I freeze. Shocked.
I want to tell myself I’m wrong. That’s someone else. That…I’m confused.
But I know that suit. I know that face.
Oh Lord, help me.
Excerpt From A Novel: Lies I Can’t Unsee
By: Jane Fitcher
A psychological thriller that the deeper you dig, the darker it gets.
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