I fell in love with Michael, my adoptive uncle, after he took me in following my mother' s death and my father' s arrest. He was my entire world for a decade.
Then, at my adoptive grandfather's funeral, paparazzi caught us, fabricating an illicit affair that drove my godmother, Linda, to suicide.
To "atone," Michael married me, turning our home into a gilded cage. By day, I copied scriptures; by night, I was a nameless body in darkness. He forced eighteen abortions, the last nearly killing me. His voice, cold as ice, dismissed my dying plea for our baby.