Chapter 1After becoming invisible, I watched my husband cheat every day

I woke up, and just like that, I was gone. Invisible. To everyone.

Julian completely fell apart, sobbing uncontrollably.

A year later, he started bringing different women home to spend the night.

Afterwards, he'd always murmur to the empty air:

"Hazel, where are you? I miss you so much… They're just stand-ins, you know? Just trying to fill the void. You wouldn't blame me, would you?"

Watching him, so lost and heartbroken, my own heart was a raw, throbbing ache, making it almost impossible to breathe.

I just went to sleep, how did I end up like this, transparent?

Until later, when he got absolutely wasted and bragged to his friends:

"You know what? Having Hazel watch me with other women? It's a freaking thrill!"

I stared at him, utterly stunned.

He could see me all along.

Listening to Julian slur those words, my entire world came crashing down.

All those late-night thoughts, all that anguish, he'd just been putting on a show for me!

I stood frozen, my heart numb with pain.

His friends were clearly just as drunk, hiccupping and pushing him, disbelief etched on their faces:

"Julian, you're totally wasted!"

"Hazel? Dude, she's been gone a year! What kind of pathetic melodrama are you putting on for thin air?"

Julian stumbled from the push, but instead of getting mad, he burst out laughing.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, pointing straight at where I stood, his eyes gleaming with undisguised triumph.

"Don't believe me? Look! She's right there!"

My heart clenched.

"Look at that dumb, tear-streaked face,"

He curled his lips into a sneer, complaining to his friend:

"So ugly. I seriously don't know what I ever saw in her."

"Any random woman I pull to spend the night with is a hundred times better than her!"

I stared at him blankly, tears still clinging to my cheeks.

"Julian, you bastard!"

I'd thought it was just drunken nonsense.

But his precise pointing, pinpointing my exact location, completely crushed that last shred of hope I had.

I thought Julian being able to see me all along was enough to break my heart.

But I truly underestimated his cruelty.

Julian seemed to relish his friend's shocked expression. He leaned in, lowering his voice:

"Guess why she's like this?"

He paused, a chillingly cruel smile spreading across his face.

"I did it."

"A year ago, she just went to sleep and disappeared, right? That was my doing. I drugged her."

"Heh, I snuck a few drops of a special invisibility potion into her morning milk when she wasn't looking."

"I just wanted to see what she'd be like, a transparent person no one could see."

"...And now? The results are fantastic."

Boom!The last string in my mind snapped.

It was him. It was him!

He watched me drown in agony, completely unmoved.

Now, he was even using it as something to boast about.

All these years, I was just a plaything for his amusement.

The door suddenly swung open, and a coquettish voice purred.

"Julian, your place is really hard to find."

Julian and his friend looked over, seeing a woman in a tight black dress, her neckline cut low, revealing ample cleavage.

"Even if it's hard to find, it wouldn't stop you from wanting to see me, would it?"

Julian stared at her, a half-smile playing on his lips.

His friend, taking the hint, started to leave, patting Julian's shoulder and joking:

"A night like this, man, it's priceless. I'll get out of your hair."

As soon as he was gone, Julian eagerly pulled the woman onto the sofa.

Less than five minutes later, they were putting on quite a show in the living room, a scene that would make anyone blush.

This was the 99th woman he'd been with in the past year.

And I knew this woman. Her name was Chloe.

Julian's ex.