Heartbreak led me to making a deal with the Devil. Little did I know, he would strip me of nearly everything that I was and turn me into his perfect trophy wife.I hate everything about him, and the person I have become. I've grown tired of being compliant but asking for help comes at a price that I refuse to pay.I suppose it's a good thing I didn't have to ask. But hope is a fickle thing and I'm quickly running out.Their plan is in place. One call is all it will take. Will I fly free from my gilded cage? OrWill I stay a butterfly with a wounded wing.