Chapter 5

Linda's expression wavered—she was finally listening.

I gestured at myself. "Take a good look at me, Linda.

"I'm 23, a grad student at a top university. My dad is the CEO of Brightwell, and my mom owns an art gallery.

"Even without all that, I'm pretty happy with how I look.

"Do you honestly think I'd have to steal your husband?"

My words hit a nerve, bruising Linda's fragile ego.

She didn't want to believe it, but what she really couldn't face was that William had fallen out of love with her long ago.

Linda covered her face and broke…