THE QUEEN OF LIES

My hand, the one that made my living as a guitarist, was on fire.

A viral TMZ video showed my wife, Chloe, pressed against the ridiculously popular Caleb Hayes, the pop-country star she managed.

They looked close. Too close. My world ended that night when Caleb' s fans threw acid at me because of the supposed affair, scarring my face and destroying my hand.

Chloe tossed her keys, reeking of expensive perfume and his cheap cologne.

"It was a publicity stunt, Ryan."

Then she asked me, the man whose career she' d just ruined, to write a love song for Caleb.

About them.

I did it, pouring all my heartbreak into every note, only to walk into her office and find her in the arms of our label head, Marcus Vance, a man known for his predatory reputation.

He mocked me, calling himself her "patron."

My wife, the woman I loved, had cheated on me, scorned me, ruined me.

Then came the car crash.

The hospital.