I never imagined I’d be sharing something like this, but here I am, spilling my guts to the internet because I need to get this off my chest.
I’m Melody, a successful woman in my early 30s. Life was pretty good until I moved in with Eric, my charming and affluent fiancé.
Eric’s place is nothing short of a palace in one of those high-end neighborhoods that people dream about. From the moment I stepped through the doors, I felt like I was living in a fairy tale.
We had a cook and a cleaner, Maria, who came by a few times a week to take care of everything. It was like living in a dream.
One evening, as I tried to…….
