Chapter 1

My fiancé’s first love developed amnesia, fiercely clinging to the delusional belief that she and Dominic had never broken up.

The first time, she crashed my birthday party, smashing cake into my face and screaming I was a homewrecker.

The second time, she took a baseball bat and utterly destroyed the wedding apartment I’d poured my heart into decorating.

The third time, at Dominic’s and my wedding, she broke through security, brandishing a knife, and left me severely wounded.

I lifted my bleeding hand, trembling as I dialed 911, but Dominic snatched the phone away and hung up.

I thought he was going to tell me to just endure it, again.

The next second, hatred burned in his eyes as he strode towards Seraphina, grabbing her by the throat and dragging her out.

“If you’re sick, then go to a mental institution and stay there! Don’t you dare think about coming out, ever!”

A suffocating knot of dread finally loosened in my chest, and I closed my eyes, succumbing to unconsciousness.

When I woke again, I searched the hospital room for him, but instead, my phone screen lit up.

My finger instinctively tapped the video. Two naked bodies were intimately entwined on a bed.

Seraphina fiercely bit into Dominic’s shoulder,

“I don’t care, you’re mine, forever.”

“Even if I’m done with you, no one else gets to have you!”

Dominic said nothing, but his body answered her possessive declaration with an even fiercer, deeper thrust.

*CRASH!*

My phone slipped from my numb fingers, hitting the floor with a loud thud.

Since you chose her, then we’re over.