In My Lonesomeness

Summary

When Evelyn Foster brought a man home for the ninety-eighth time, I still thoughtfully placed two cups of tea on the nightstand along with three boxes of condoms in different flavors.

Seeing how meek I looked, the man let out a scornful snort. "No wonder women all want to marry men like you. Only men like you can put up with this kind of humiliation."

I smiled and said nothing.

I lowered my head and looked at the message my foster sister Claire had sent five minutes ago.

[The family's financial crisis has been resolved. You don't need to sacrifice yourself anymore.