Two years ago, Damir Zheleznov asked me to trust him.
Marrying someone else, he promised that the marriage would be a sham. He said he would return in about three months.
He promised everything would be just like before—just me and him.
But two years have passed, and there’s still an engagement ring on his ring finger.
And he has also become a father. Want to know how I found out?
By a foolish whim of fate, I’ve just delivered his wife…