A Substitute Contract, Stolen Tenderness

He treated me as a stand-in for his first love, so I played along, borrowing her name to steal his love. When she finally returned, he gripped my chin and demanded coldly, “A fake like you thinks you have the right to fall in love?” I smiled, swallowing the blood in my throat. “That’s right. So this fake of yours is carrying your child, and she doesn’t want it either.”