The Slap That Ended 18 Years

Synopsis

My fiancé slapped me right in front of everyone, all to defend another woman. I blocked him on everything before the day was out. To everyone, it was unthinkable. Joseph Shaw and I had been a pair since we were six. For eighteen years, I was just his shadow. When he figured out I'd trashed all his stuff, he cornered me at my door. "Is that really why?" he asked, voice full of confusion. "Because I slapped you?" I held his gaze, my words clear and deliberate. "Yes. Just because you slapped me."