Chapter 1

I spent ten whole years with Marcus, going from absolutely nothing to carving out a place in high society.

During our toughest times, he’d say:

“You went through hell and back with me, Hazel. I, Marcus, will never let you down. I love you, only you.”

But later, it was the same Marcus who told his friends: “I’ve been with Hazel for ten years. I’ve wanted a divorce for ages, but I couldn’t bear to leave the kid. There’s no such thing as young love anymore, we couldn’t stand the sight of each other.”

He even got into a massive brawl over a struggling college student caught in a messy situation, making a scene that couldn't be controlled.

I showed up with the bail money and got him out of the precinct.

But he retorted, his voice tinged with anger, “Hazel, have you forgotten? You’re someone who clawed their way out of the mud yourself. How can you look down on her now?”

I gave a small, bitter laugh. “Now I not only look down on her, Marcus, I look down on you too. Let’s get a divorce.”