Betrayal In White Roses

My engagement party was supposed to be the culmination of seven years of love with Liam Miller, a public declaration before we started our lives as husband and wife.

The room was filled with our closest friends and family, everything perfect, down to the white roses and the soft string quartet.

But then, the video montage Liam prepared – a journey through our relationship – flickered.

It cut to a sterile hospital room where Liam cradled a newborn baby with a tender joy I hadn't seen in years.