I married my friend's rich grandfather for his inheritance. On our wedding night, he looked at me and said, "Now that you're my wife, I can finally tell you the truth."

Violet returned, transformed.

"I was wrong about you," she said.

"Yes," I replied.

A month later, I walked into the foundation's office.

Nobody questioned me.

No one looked at me with disdain.

They stood up when I came in.

And for the first time in my life—

I wasn't a burden to anyone.

I was someone they trusted.