We Both Loved My Best Friend

Summary

My husband Declan and I were married for three years. At home, I was the perfect wife who cooked and cared for him. In public, he was the devoted husband who never strayed. To the world, we were the model couple.

Then came the night of a private gala. He got drunk and called me to pick him up. I hurried to the suite, but as my hand reached for the door, I heard his friend’s teasing voice float through.

“Declan, man, you’re something else. Three years with Victoria and not an ounce of real feeling. Are you sure you never felt even a little spark?”