2026-03-04
He Loves My Second Personality
On the Valentine's Day, I waited, heart brimming with anticipation, in City Park, believing a romantic proposal awaited me. Instead, a truck bearing a bunch of huge flowers arrived, with the shocking declaration: "Wendy Scott, I love you, until death do us part!" But I am Wendy Lincoln, not Wendy Scott! I stared at that last name "Scott," my fingernails digging into my palm. Eric approached with the roses. He called me "Wendy," yet it was clear he gazed through me, yearning for another. In that instant, I felt as if plunged into an icy abyss, realizing that seven years of marriage had been nothing more than taking me as a substitute.收起