Healing
Living Towards the Stream
Seven years after my body was stolen from me, I finally succeeded in taking it back.
By then, “she” had already used my body to get married and become pregnant.
Without hesitation, I filed for divorce and terminated the pregnancy.
The news of my sudden divorce shot to the top of the trending searches, but I couldn’t have cared less.
My only priority was finding my lover, the man who had been left battered and broken in my absence.
