But in bed, Victor had all sorts of strange fetishes that he insisted on trying out with me. He was the only man I’d ever been with, so I thought that’s just how normal couples were. I even felt guilty at times, afraid I might not be able to satisfy him.
What I never expected was that the man who had elevated me would be the one to drag me straight to hell.
The mockery in the private room grew louder. A group of people was selecting and compressing hundreds of gigabytes of high-definition footage.
Tears blurred my vision. I finally remembered the first time I’d heard the name Abigail.
It was during a game of Truth or Dare at a drinking session. Someone dared Victor to rank the most important women in his life.
Without hesitation, he blurted out, “Abigail, my mom, Faith.”
As he said this, he was holding my hand, our fingers intertwined, palms touching.
Who was Abigail? Confused, I looked at Victor.
Beneath his calm expression, I could see a flicker of something darker.
Everyone around me put on a look of pity.
“Ugh, we’ve been shipping them for over a decade and who would’ve thought it’d end up like this, with them as step siblings?”
So, Abigail was his step sister. The question that had almost slipped out of my mouth got swallowed back down.
Since he had mentioned me, I still felt a flicker of gratitude. It wasn’t until I met Victor’s parents that I learned the Whyttons had adopted the little princess.
The little princess had lost her parents and Victor's mother had taken her in as her own, while Victor treated her like a sister.
Abigail had been studying abroad, so I only knew her by name—just a curious little sister-in-law. Later, the Whyttons insisted I stay out of the public eye.
The agency Victor had set up for me stopped taking gigs and was preparing to shut down.
In the name of being with the one I loved, I agreed to this unreasonable demand. The one condition I had was that I could hold a farewell performance for myself and my fans.
At the time, I didn’t know that this performance would be where I first crossed paths with Abigail.
Her little, deliberate actions... She was the cause of my falling accident. Also, she caused my skull crack along with my injured limbs.
Afterward, I found myself tangled in a scandal, destroyed by Victor’s revenge, my reputation in tatters.
I staggered out of the club, my mind a blur.