The Hand Surgeon’s Housewife by Ever Lilac

I never knew what hit me until I saw her in that waiting room, her hand limp in her lap.

It’s as if I there and then, knew I had to have her.

Which is why I did something I maybe shouldn’t have.

And now it’s too late to take it back.

She’s my little housewife now.

My wife.

My world.

She thinks her secrets are safe from her husband.

She’s wrong. If there’s one thing she can’t hide from…it’s me.