Tales Of A Broken Heart

What if one day you woke up and discovered that the life you shared with your family and friends had been nothing more than a dream? What if none of it was real?

That was exactly how I felt when I opened my eyes to the sharp, throbbing pain that pulsed through my body. The white hospital ceiling stared back at me, cold and unforgiving. I wanted to believe it wasn't real-that this was just another nightmare I would soon wake up from. But reality was staring me in the face.

I had promised myself I would never let this happen again. Never again would I endure the insults, the lies, the manipulation, or the mental abuse.

So how had I fallen this low? How had I allowed him to treat me this way?

Because I believed he loved me.

The candlelit dinners, the passionate nights, the expensive gifts, the dramatic declarations of love-they were all part of the perfect illusion. To everyone else, I was the lucky one. My friends envied the life I seemed to have.

But none of them knew the truth.

None of them could imagine that I, Sarah Dawson, was living with a devil disguised as the perfect man.