After my family fell on hard times, my husband sent me to play Russian roulette just because I scolded his cousin for acting too intimately with him.
“What do you think you are? I’ve never even raised my voice at Yinyin, so what gives you the right to talk to her like that? Don’t cry. You might even enjoy yourself in a moment.”
He stroked my face, his eyes filled with a cruelty I had never seen before.
It was only when I was strapped to the roulette wheel that I learned the truth.
She wasn’t his cousin at all. She was the woman he had always loved.
And at last, I made up my mind and dialed the number that had lain dormant in my contacts…
