My Obsessed Husband Loves My Acne

Summary

I had been married to the boy I grew up with for exactly three years.

Then came the day I accidentally overheard him complaining to a friend, casually dropping the bomb that he only married me for my looks. The second she loses her looks, I’m filing for divorce, he’d said.

Hearing those words felt like swallowing ice. A cold, hollow ache bloomed in my chest, carving out the spaces where my certainty used to live. So, I made a decision. I decided to make myself ugly. I told him I was having a severe allergic reaction to a new makeup line.