Chapter 1

My A-list actor husband and I were a picture-perfect couple, but it was all an act.

In public, he adored me, even throwing punches for me when other guys got too close.

Behind closed doors, he hated my guts, keeping a beautiful young mistress on the side.

He wore matching wedding rings with her. He called her his "good wife."

His friends even called her, "sister-in-law."

I didn’t cry or make a fuss. I just quietly deleted the old texts where he’d promised to love me forever.

We were each other's first love, entangled for years.

Until I fell ill and slowly started forgetting everything about him.

That’s when he panicked.

He tried to create romantic surprises for me, desperate to make me better.

But he could only watch as I fell in love with someone else.

It was the seventh year of my love-hate relationship with Brandon Hayes when he met the woman he truly liked.

Her name was Willow Green, a budding actress fresh out of school.

She was pure and sweet, and her smile reminded me so much of my younger self.

Our friends said Willow was just a stand-in for me.

They thought Brandon was probably just looking for something new, playing around.

After all, Brandon and I had been on-again, off-again for years.

Everyone had seen how a proud man like him would laugh and cry for me, how he’d bend over backwards for me.

Everyone knew he loved me, loved me to the point of obsession.

I suddenly remembered that night we’d broken up and gotten back together.

Brandon ripped my dress, taking from me tirelessly.

I was a puddle of exhaustion.

In my daze, I heard him whisper in my ear, coaxing me, "Baby, we're meant to tangle, to torment each other forever."

I used to think Brandon would never love another woman the way he loved me.

But then, in our third year of marriage, our relationship shattered.

And that’s when Willow appeared.