~Camila’s POV~

Marriage is supposed to be pleasant, but mine has been nothing but a succession of storms. These storms are wearing me out. I was never given the opportunity to enjoy my marriage. Storms, according to popular belief, are only ephemeral. If you are caught in a storm, you will either die or become numb. Your beauty can even attract the attention of a raging thunderstorm. For some women, getting married to Christopher Grayston is the culmination of a long-held fantasy. That is not the case with me, though, as I was fucking married to that cretin without even knowing who he was. With a son now as a...