Faking Amnesia To Ruin My Wife

Summary

On the drive back from City Hall, our freshly signed marriage license still resting in the glove compartment, Camilla spoke without looking at me.

""I cheated on you.""

She tapped the passenger seat I was sitting in, her lips curling into a vicious little smile.

""Yesterday afternoon. Right where you're sitting. He kissed me, Drew. He was so good at it that I lost control, and... well, we ended up in bed.""

Betrayed. Again. By the only person left I thought was incapable of it.