The Substitute Wife's Silent Scream

I was the substitute bride, the secret illegitimate daughter forced to marry the billionaire Fletcher Dillon when my perfect half-sister ran away.

My life was a quiet hell of his cruelty and control. Then, my sister Aislinn came back.

At a party, she pushed us both into the bay. As I struggled for air, I watched Fletcher dive in and save her, leaving me to drown.

When I found out I was pregnant, he dragged me to a hospital to "get rid of the obstacle." The procedure nearly killed me.

Then Aislinn framed me for theft, and Fletcher had me whipped until I bled on the marble floor.

He told me my life belonged to him, that I was a toy he could break and repair as he pleased. I was nothing more than a cheap replacement for the woman he truly wanted.

So when kidnappers forced him to choose between saving Aislinn or me, he sacrificed me without hesitation. As they dragged me away, I saw him comforting her, his back turned to me. This was my chance. I broke free and plunged into the ocean as a bullet grazed my skin. It was time for everyone to believe I was dead.