The Discarded Bride's New Beginning

From the back cover

After eight years together, I thought Floyd was my future. But when a wooden frame collapsed at the lake, he ran right past me to help another woman.

He didn't even glance at my shattered arm.

"Wait a minute, Katerina!" he yelled, scooping her into his arms and sprinting away.

His betrayal only got worse. He moved her into our home, into the nursery we had planned for our child. He even forced me to help her try on my wedding dress.

When a display rack collapsed and gashed my head open, he left me bleeding on the floor to rush her to the hospital.

He didn't just break my arm or my head; he shattered the eight years of love I had given him. He proved I was nothing more than a disposable inconvenience.

Waking up alone in a hospital bed, I finally understood. I checked myself out, packed a single bag, and bought a one-way ticket to a new life.