The crowd began to shower praises on Wales, complimenting his deep affection.
I lowered my head so no one would see the disgust that was swirling in my eyes. Was this what love was meant to be? If it were, I would rather not have it.
“Isn’t it easy to hide the truth from Joey since she’s deaf? Have you and Anna ever… in the house…”
The man let his fragmented sentence trail off into silence, leaving the blanks to be filled in by the audience’s own imagination.
Wales smirked as he swirled the wine in his glass. “Of course. The bedroom, the living room, the kitchen, and even outside of Joey’s door. We’ve done it everywhere. It was thrilling, to say the least.
“The thrill is why I didn’t allow the doctor to cure Joey’s deafness and heal her crippled legs. Did you really think I wouldn’t be able to find the best doctors in the world for her with my status and power?”
Everyone was so busy giving Wales a thumbs-up that they didn’t notice how my knuckles had turned white from how hard I was gripping my knife and fork.
I had initially planned to reveal to Wales that my deafness and crippled legs had been cured during the wedding, wanting to surprise him. Who knew that this surprise would end up backfiring on me? With my hearing restored, I had found out the painful truth.
In order to maintain the thrill he had with Anna Giovanni, Wales had sentenced me to a life of being deaf. It was why I decided to leave and give up on marrying him. On the day of the wedding, the only thing he would be left with was an artificial corpse that looked exactly like me.
