Born To Hate You

My husband had a golden girl who pretended to want nothing.

And by pretending not to care, she got every bit of Ethan’s love.

She would sigh softly and say, "It’s just a birthday. What’s the big deal? Go home to your wife."

So, Ethan ditched our wedding anniversary to be by her side.

I had saved Ethan's life once, but she just gave a dismissive shrug:

"If she says she did it, then let her have the credit."

Just like that, I became a desperate liar stealing someone else's glory.

When company secrets were leaked, she and I were the only suspects.