Love Faded in the Wind

"Martin, you're getting married within two weeks. What are you going to do about the woman outside?"

Stacy Lynd paused at those words, even as a man answered indifferently, "Just keep your mouth shut. She won't know if none of you breathe a word."

Behind the door, Stacy's tears blurred her vision.

Never did she expect that the man she loved for years was going to treat her like a side chick.

At that point, she truly understood, and went on to burn her accounts.

It was not until afterward that Stacy realized she wasn't the one who couldn't get over that doomed relationship.

"Are you sure about this?" asked the voice on the other end of the phone. "Once you burn your ID, the person named Stacy Lynd will cease to exist, and the people who know you will never be able to find you again."

Never be able to find her again? That was exactly what she wanted.

Stacy chuckled bitterly once, before her smile faded and she spoke with determination, "Yes, I'm sure."

Though surprised for a moment by her resolve, the voice soon replied, "Very well, Miss Lynd—everything will be done within two weeks, and you will be provided with a new identity. We wish you all the best in your brand new life."

Brand new life? Once could only hope.

Hanging up, Stacy rose to her feet and walked with her legs—numbed from crouching, and took a cab home.

After taking a bath, she was going to lie in bed when Martin Spencer entered, his body pungent with alcohol.

He found Stacy with pinpoint precision, reaching out and gathering her in his arms as he breathed sweetly, "Why didn't you pick me up, dear? I've been waiting… You smell so good…"

As he spoke, he nuzzled her neck while his hands began to get unruly.

Stacy's thoughts went adrift, seeing how he seemed to know his way around her.

She remembered how he chased her around tirelessly for three years to prove his sincerity.

And when Martin's mother expressed her disapproval, he held her tightly as he assured her, "It doesn't matter if my mom stops us from getting married. I won't marry at all for the rest of my life, and we will stay together forever. Don't worry—I won't marry anyone else."

As Martin's mother couldn't hurt Stacy, she instead had Martin brought home by force and arranged his marriage.

He was absolutely pale and haggard when he made it out, and it was much later when Stacy found out that he had rebelled against his mother by refusing to eat.

And since then, Stacy never backed down no matter how Martin's mother threatened her, as she knew she wasn't fighting alone.

But now, she was glad she had overheard Martin's conversation.

Otherwise, how long would she have allowed Martin to keep her in the dark? To the day of his wedding, or when she was condemned as the other woman?

Fighting back the