His First Love Came Back , So I Walked AwayChapter 1
I'd been married to my dependable, steady husband for three years, and in all that time, he never once figured out how to be romantic. He didn't even get me gifts on holidays.
Everyone around me said the same thing:
"Morris has a PhD, a great job, and he's loyal. He'd never cheat. Isn't that enough?"
I told myself the same thing. But the very next day, I walked past an upscale restaurant and saw him inside, hosting a welcome-back dinner for his first love, who'd just returned from overseas.
Beautiful flowers and wrapped gifts covered the table. Morris's face, usually so cool and detached, was lit with a warmth I had never seen directed at me.
That night, I went through every file on his computer and found a secret blog account.
The last post was dated the day Cassandra Summers left the country. Thousands of entries filled the page, tender words and photographs documenting every detail of their story together.
So Morris Matthews wasn't born cold after all. When it came to the person he truly loved, he burned.
I accepted the truth that he had never loved me, picked up my phone, and called my business partner.