I Slept with my My Fiance's Best friend when He Slept with my Sister

When my fiancé, Evans, cheated on me with my sister, I didn't cry. Instead, I slept with his two best friends.

"You're clinically insane," he declared, locking me in a psychiatric hospital.

When he first committed me, I desperately tried to defend myself.

But every time I spoke up, he drugged me into submission: "You were out of control, Louisa. You needed help."

The first few months, I cried and begged him to let me out.

By the second year, I realized he hadn't committed me for my health.