Chapter 2: Vows of a Vengeful Raccoon
My name is Lila Boone. My dad passed away. My mom too. But don’t pity me—seriously, don’t. I was a naive rich kid who inherited enough money to buy half the county.
Maybe losing my parents so young made me desperate for affection. So my mooching, cheating husband, Travis Sutter, only needed a few sweet words to win me over. He promised to love me forever. Then, he turned around and snuggled up with a pretty young thing in my house, saying my bony body was no fun to touch—like that was my fault—that I looked like a raccoon, and that I disgusted him. Ouch. Way to hit a girl where it hurts.
I rushed to fight the two of them, but it was two against one. In a flash, they pushed me down the stairs—I ended up in a coma. And then I really became a raccoon… Go figure. That’s my life.
I swear, this is all Travis Sutter’s fault. I’m going to find him and, as a raccoon, make him pay! Just watch me.
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