Chapter 1

The office door was slightly ajar.

I stood there holding the bouquet of bellflowers I had specially arranged for him, my hand raised to knock. Then I heard it. A woman's soft, breathless voice drifting through the gap.

"Ethan... it hurts. Be gentle..."

Through the narrow crack in the door, I saw the most bitter thing I had ever witnessed in my life.

The man I had been married to for three years, the man who would tear off his own shirt and throw it in the trash if I so much as brushed his sleeve, was holding a woman in a white dress tightly in his arms.

He was kissing her. He didn't stop.

"Easy now. It'll only hurt for a second. You'll feel better soon."

The bellflowers slipped from my hands. Petals scattered across the floor.

He looked up. The moment he recognized me, every trace of warmth drained from his eyes. What replaced it was cold, pure contempt.

"Who let you up here?"

His first instinct was to straighten the woman's clothes.

I pulled the corners of my mouth into something that wasn't quite a smile.

"I'm just a flower delivery girl, right?"