Cynthia Wills had envisioned her wedding day as the pinnacle of happiness—the day she would become Mrs. Carlos Antonio. But what was meant to be the most joyful moment of her life turned into a nightmare. As she made her way to one of the penthouse restrooms at the luxurious wedding venue, she stumbled upon a scene that shattered her world: her husband-to-be, Carlos, entangled in a passionate embrace with none other than her own sister, Megan. 

Now, with her heart broken and her family torn apart, she faces the ultimate question: how will she pick up the pieces of her shattered life?

Sisters

No Hope for You, Peasant

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The sharp sound of boots striking the cold concrete floor echoed down the dimly lit hallway. Cynthia felt the sharp jab of the officer’s baton against her back, urging her forward.
“Move it, inmate,” the officer barked, her voice laced with irritation. “Or I’ll give you a reason to.”
Cynthia quick...

The sharp sound of boots striking the cold concrete floor echoed down the dimly lit hallway. Cynthia felt the sharp jab of the officer’s baton against her back, urging her forward.

“Move it, inmate,” the officer barked, her voice laced with irritation. “Or I’ll give you a reason to.”

Cynthia quick...

Welcome to Hell, Sweetheart

A Date?

Done?

What the Hell is Going On?!

This Isn’t a Fairy Tale: You Don’t Always Get the Prince

By the Power Vested in Me: I Pronounce You All One and United

I Trust You've Settled in Well

I Don’t Belong Here

This Isn’t an Open Relationship, Carlos

This Stupid Girl Refuses to Take Orders

He Was Just Talking to Me

Knowing Fully What I'm Capable Of Doing...

What Is Wrong With You?

Let's See If You Can Handle It

Watch Where You’re Going!

I Have a Life, Megan

Happiness Feels Unattainable Right Now

You Look Mid as Fuck

He'll Kill You Without Second Guessing

I Hope I See You Again Soon

Fuck You!

Let’s Get This Over With

Home

You’re Going to Be a Father

Over My Dead Body

Enough!!

I’ll Be There

Yeah, I Think I Could

I’ve Got Somewhere to Be

Take Care of Yourself, Ethan

Maybe Next Time

You Really Want Me to Answer That?

Alright, Romeo. Let’s See Where This Takes You

That Should Be Enough to Console You

We Can’t Be Friends Anymore

Now She Gets to Lie in It

Stress Isn’t Good for the Baby

My Decision Is Final

You Are Fully Aware of What I’m Capable Of

Good Girl

Nothing a Few Drinks Can’t Fix

I Never Said I Was Trying to Play Savior

Yeah, You Do

Are You Just Plain Stupid?

You Won’t See the Light of Day Again

You and I Both Know You’re Not Winning a Case Against Mr. Carlos

Smells Like Rotting Fish in Here

The More You Resist, the Worse It Gets

Stop!

How Much Worse Could This Get?

Welcome to My Zone, Bitch

Fine. Let’s Fight

Shame You Didn’t Get Any

Fool

Damn It, Carlos— Face Me!

It’s Already Past Five

Don’t You Think That’s Enough Answer?

This Is Black Site Prison, Sweetheart