The Newlyweds: A completely gripping psychological thriller with a jaw-dropping twist by Arianne Richmonde

Author:Arianne Richmonde [Richmonde, Arianne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781838886363
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2021-01-18T18:30:00+00:00

Twenty-Two

As I drove away from my therapy session with Dr. Becker, I felt a little lighter but asked myself why I had let so much flood out all at once. I rewound my life up until now. The decisions I’d made, the path I’d taken. Some people might have considered me crazy, but I felt justified. All my actions were the results of someone else’s cruel behavior. All I wanted to do was even the score.

Originally, I had planned to have Dr. Becker as one of my witnesses. For her to see me with the black eye, to testify against Ashton on my behalf if I needed to go to court. But now she knew too much. And maybe even deduced who the father was too. She was my genuine confidant. My friend, in a way. I had to share my pain with somebody about my past. Not that I’d told her everything. Lord, no. She was too good a person to be privy to all the nitty-gritty—all my plots and schemes. She’d be horrified by my deeds.

I thought about the options I’d had back then. Not so many. Nowadays they have special support programs to help pregnant students. On-campus childcare, scholarships and child-friendly resources. There are grants. Back then it was a lot harder. Fine if you had wealthy parents who could help out, or if you had guaranteed means to pay back a big loan in the future. I had the grades, I even had a place at college, but I was a poor, ignorant seventeen-year-old, pregnant and scared as hell. I was forced to make a choice. I ended up forgoing my place at university, getting out of my parents’ house before I gave birth—they never even knew—and I found a job to support my child. I put “father unknown” on my baby’s birth certificate, changed my name legally the second I was an adult, and started afresh.

But one thing was certain:

Ashton Buchanan had ruined my life.

And all I had thought about was getting even. Make him pay for his sins.

So here I was now. Married to Ashton Buchanan. It had taken me a long time to get here. Thousands of hours of strategizing my sweet revenge.

Ashton had never hit me. Never pinched me. Nor belittled me during our marriage. Nor whispered mean things in my ear. What he had actually said at that dinner table—after that flippant comment June had made about my dead parents (faux parents, but still) was, “Ignore her, honey. I love you.” My tears were real because all he’d been was kind to me, and I was still as attached to my revenge as a soldier is to her parachute. Ashton had not done the things that I was now accusing him of doing. The black eye? Sweat- and water-resistant face paint. I’d searched online for tips from movie makeup artists and photos of battered women. Watched a ton of tutorials on YouTube. The mauve-magenta color, the gradually turning sallow yellow as the bruising healed? All makeup.

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