My fiancé left me at the altar for being poor—until his brother exposed the truth in front of everyone and turned the entire wedding upside down.

losing a soul.

I might have pitied him if he had not tried to ruin me in order to save himself.

“You don’t love Daniel,” he said. “You’re using him to punish me.”

I turned and looked at Daniel.

He was pale, but steady. Ready to accept even that wound if it was true.

So I answered with care.

“I don’t know yet what love will become,” I said. “But I know what continue reading …