Handcuffs

The metallic click of the handcuffs felt heavier than she had ever imagined— though she had never imagined it at all.

She was always a bright student, morally upright, never broke a rule in her life. Well, unless the natural order of marriage counts— which brought her to where she was.

Ivory's wrist throbbed as the officer yanked her out of the police van to the precinct. She caught the golden band in her finger, her mind reeling with a mix of disbelief, confusion and regret.

Had she rejected this ring in the first place, would she be paying for crimes she didn't commit?

The words still echoed in her ears: "You're under arrest for fraud, forgery and attempted murder."

Her heart sank, clenching harder than the first time she heard those words. She could barely comprehend how Lori's crimes had been pinned on her. They were a doppelganger, but there were some differences between them... Like their hair.

But in the picture on screen, there was no difference between them. Lori had her fu