Chapter 1 Nathan Sterling rarely used social media . He only posted twice a year - once on my birthday , and once on our anniversary . He said he didn't like exposing too much of his personal life online . Until today . When I opened his iPad , I found a logged - in account on the screen . The profile picture was of a couple holding hands . The man's fingers were long and clean , a wedding ring gleaming on his left hand . The woman's wrist wore a daisy charm bracelet I'd never seen before . I tapped into the photo gallery . Over three hundred pictures . Pictures of the two of them walking hand - in - hand on the beach , the sun casting long shadows behind them . Pictures of her cooking in the kitchen , wearing the apron I bought . He'd captioned it : [ My wife's cooking is the best . ] And one photo - taken on what was supposed to be our marriage bed . She was holding up her phone , capturing their reflection in the mirror . Nathan's arm was wrapped around her waist , his chin resting on her shoulder , and in his eyes- something I'd never seen before . Devotion . So , all this time , when he said he didn't want to share our private life online - he only meant he didn't want me in it . I slowly put the iPad down . Suddenly , I remembered the unfamiliar floral scent on him last night - soft , powdery , unmistakably daisy . Chapter 1 21.78 % It was storming that night . Nathan came home drunk , completely out of it . He pulled me into his arms in a haze . " Don't be scared , Delilah , " he murmured . " I sealed all the windows shut . " " I hate that I met you so late . I want to spend the rest of my life with you . " " If only I hadn't married her ... Then I could hold your hand in the daylight . Kiss every inch of your skin in the open . " No matter how I resisted , he whispered another woman's name as he clung to me all night . The next morning , I unlocked his phone while he was still asleep . There were no messages . Every conversation with her had been wiped clean . The only thing left behind was a location tagged at an art gallery . Curiosity led me there . I wanted to see what kind of woman could make him murmur her name even in his dreams . The moment I stepped inside , I was struck by the atmosphere - modern , eclectic , pulsing with creative energy . And then I saw her . High ponytail . Bright , expressive eyes . Animated , radiant , magnetic . She was laughing as she chatted with a small group , and for a moment , I couldn't look away . I edged closer . Suddenly , a loud crash . Something heavy fell from the upper floor - too fast for me to dodge . It slammed into my arm , ripping the skin open . Chapter 1 21.78 % Before I could even recover from the shock , a man above leaned over the railing and shouted : " What the hell are you doing ? If you wanna die , go somewhere else ! " The pain made my vision blur - I couldn't even form a reply . Then she came running . She crouched beside me , inspecting my wound , her brows furrowed with worry . Without saying another word , she charged upstairs and laid into him . " You dropped that from up there . You almost hurt someone and now you're yelling at her ? " " You better apologize to this lady right now - or I'm calling the police . " The man deflated instantly . She had that kind of presence - fierce , commanding , impossible to ignore . Mumbling an apology , he shuffled downstairs , eyes on the floor . " Sorry , " he muttered . She helped me to a small office next door . Pulled out a first aid kit . Wrapped the bandage around my arm with careful , practiced hands . Sunlight poured through the window and danced across her features , making her look even more flawless . For a moment , I understood why Nathan was so obsessed . " All done , " she said with a bright smile . " Try not to get it wet . I'm Delilah Moore , the owner of the gallery . I'm really sorry that happened on my watch . " She looked barely twenty . And she already owned a gallery ? It reminded me - Nathan wired a large sum of money to a corporate account every month . Chapter 1 21.78 % That account ? It bore the exact name of this gallery . I felt dizzy . Still , I forced a smile . " Thank you . " Her eyes sparkled as she clasped my hands tightly . " No need to thank me . It's the least I could do . " " You know , I feel like we're totally fated to meet . The moment I saw you , I just felt this ... warmth . " " Let's exchange contacts ! I really hope we can meet again ! " In a swift , smooth motion , she pulled out her phone and added me . " There ! We're friends now , " she said with a cheerful wink . I stared at her in a daze . She was charming . If she weren't involved with my husband , I might've even wanted to be her friend too . Suddenly , a car horn blared from outside . I turned to look . Nathan's car was parked right at the curb . Panicking , I turned away , not wanting him to see me . He was the one having the affair , and yet here I was - hiding like a thief . " That's my boyfriend , " Delilah said excitedly , " He's here to pick me up . Want to grab dinner with us ? " I shook my head , forcing a smile . " No , I wouldn't want to interrupt you two . " Chapter 1 21.78 % Nathan stepped out of the car and opened the passenger door for her - so gentle , so familiar . I could almost hear his voice from long ago : " Baby , the passenger seat is yours . No one else gets to sit there . " What a joke . As I watched the car pull away , my heart ached as if clenched by an invisible fist .