Do Kyungsoo had been all she’d ever wanted. She’d idolized him since she’d been fourteen. Loved him since her eighteenth birthday party. It was strange, now, to know there was such a chasm between them. Such a gaping hole that now she even resented his company.

Kyungsoo had been the golden boy. Handsome, clever and rich. He’d succeeded at anything and everything he’d turned his hand to. And he’d married her.

She’d thought she’d struck gold. That some mythical fairy had sprinkled some stardust and answered her secret dreams. Kyungsoo…and a baby. Their baby. How good could it get? She’d built such dreams around the birth of their first child. The first of three, maybe four.

She’d hoped.

Every foolish daydream mocked her now. She’d skipped into this nightmare, never dreaming of what lay in store for them.