My Amnesiac Husband Begged for My Love, But I'm Done

The day Ethan cheated on me, I slapped him twenty-two times right outside the hotel room door.

Wrapped in a single bath towel, he knelt before me. His voice was chillingly flat. "Are you done? If you are, I need to go back inside. Aria is scared."

Twelve years of marriage shattered into dust at that very second.

On the day we were supposed to meet at our lawyer’s office to sign the divorce papers, the unthinkable happened.

No one saw it coming. A horrific car crash happened on the freeway.