The Wife He Cast Out

The freezing rain lashed at my face as David locked me out for the third time this week.

My voice trembled as I begged, "David, please. It' s cold. Let me in."

His only answer was the TV volume growing louder, a clear sign he didn' t care.

Just five years ago, I was Sarah Miller, Wall Street' s "Golden Eyes," a financial genius with a fortress of wealth.

Then David Smith arrived, charming and protective, convincing me to trade my career for a quiet life, a family, pouring all my assets into his hands.