My husband burned the only beautiful dress I had so I wouldn’t be able to attend his promotion gala. Then he looked at me with contempt and called me “an embarrassment.”

“Don’t waste your time trying to save it, Ava,” he said coldly. “Honestly, it fits you perfectly. Trash belongs in fire.”

“W-why would you do this? How am I supposed to go with you now?” I asked through tears, unable to understand what I was seeing.

Ethan looked me up and down with open disgust.

“That’s exactly the point. You’re not going. Just look at continue reading …