Chapter 4

For the next three months, I was living as two different people.

By day, I was still Brantley's wife, whom nobody noticed in the Dorsey family.

I'd drop Jamie off at kindergarten, tidy up the house, and leave dinner warming in the kitchen for someone who might not show up.

When Rayna came over, I'd smile and nod, listening to her go on about how great Everlee was, how some other daughter-in-law was so much more sensible, all while hinting I was never good enough.

I endured it all, staying calm. Because I knew these days were numbered.

At night,…