Chapter 5

Christopher took Elizabeth home.

They lived comfortably in the new home I had furnished.

I had carefully picked out every piece of furniture, nearly depleting all my savings.

Looking back, I wondered—while I was busy dreaming about our future, was Christopher already planning to get rid of me?

Late at night, they laid together on the bed.

Christopher held Elizabeth close and gently stroked her hair.

That must be what a truly intimate couple looked like.

When I stared at them, my chest tightened with a numbing pain.

I did not know how long I had stood there, but after a while, Christopher quietly called out Elizabeth’s name.

Seeing she did not respond, he slipped out of bed and headed toward the door.

Where was he going?

Why was he sneaking around behind Elizabeth’s back?

He went to the garage, and I followed him, sitting in the passenger seat.

He seemed anxious and started the car quickly, driving off to somewhere.

The vibrant lights from outside flickered across hi