Zoran's pure love got into a car accident on our wedding day and became a vegetable.
He blamed me for everything, froze my bank cards, and demanded I kneel in a chapel to repent.
Later, I was diagnosed with stomach cancer and begged him for some money to buy painkillers.
But he viciously humiliated me and even spread my medical records online.
"Playing the victim is Melody's specialty. How long do you think she'll keep up this act?!"
Overnight, I became a despised outcast that everyone wanted to attack.
Yet Zoran looked utterly pleased with himself.
"Genevieve, I've avenged you."
But what he didn't know was that his Genevieve was never actually in a vegetative state at all.
And as for me, I was about to fade away completely......