My Best Brother's Girlfriend Is My Wife

In my previous life, Sofia and I were the picture of marital bliss – a couple whose harmony and love seemed almost too perfect to be true. For five years, we played the role of an ideal union, a facade carefully constructed by my own hands. To our family and friends, we were a model couple, admired for our devotion and harmony. Yet, behind closed doors, the reality was far from the illusion we presented.

Sofia, with her delicate demeanor, had never once lifted a finger to tend to domestic chores.