~WILLOW~
My eyes widen at the sudden attack on my lips.
Dante was kissing me. My husband was finally kissing me for the first time in our marriage.
I should have been happy, and I probably would have been under different circumstances. This wasn't how I wanted our first kiss to be. He wasn't thinking of me while his lips were on mine.
In his mind, he's kissing my sister. He was still dreaming of her. I felt my heart sink at realizing how pathetic my life was.
This couldn't be happening to me. How much more cruel could this life be to me?
I lost my sister. I married her lover. He's finally kissing me, and she's the one he's thinking about.
The worst part about this was that I couldn't compete with Anya. She wasn't here for me to compete. And even if she were still alive, I woul
