Hannah’s POV:Social media has been buzzing for the past few days. The story was on everyone’s lips. Lenora’s name was everywhere—basically anyone with internet access had heard about her. And her conference livestream? It had spread like wildfire, with the whole city excitedly watching.But the big question on everyone’s mind was—would the violent wife, Hannah, show up?The answer?Yes.I stepped into the packed hall, black heels clicking against the tile, and a red leather coat contoured my body outline. It was a statement piece, announcing to the room before I even spoke that I wasn’t here to play the victim or win sympathy. No! I was here to blind the lies with the truth and destroy everything that propagated that lie in the first place.Immediately I entered, all eyes turned to me, camera lights flashed like there was a thunderstorm, and the hall itself rattled to its very foundation from the uproar.“She actually showed up?”“She’s all dressed up like she has nothing to be asham
Lenora’s POV:I stormed into the house. “F!ck!!” I roared as I flung my bag across the room.“She won again. She freaking won again, like she always does!!” I seethed with the anger hot in my head, boiling in my veins. I felt like I could literally murder someone, and I knew exactly who my target would be…Hannah.Everything had been perfect before she showed up in Hayes's life. Hayes used to love me; he adored me more than anything in this world, and that love had only increased as we grew up. Growing up with Hayes, I always knew he was the man destined for me. He was the one fate had chosen and curated perfectly for me—my soulmate, my other half.Ever since I was a little girl, I had pictured it: me in a white, flowing wedding gown and beside me, Hayes, in black, standing handsomely and complementing my dress. We would have three kids, a boy that takes after him, and two little angels that would be a replica of me.It was all perfect. All planned out in my head.Until Hannah.She s
Hannah’s POV:Lies never hold still for long. When light cuts through the constructed walls of lies, the structure crumbles, the mask falls off, and the truth is laid bare. Nothing is hidden under the sun.And the thing with lies is that they are infectious for the ones who tell them; they spread like poisonous vines. They find themselves building up more lies to cover up for their previous lies. But it gets to a point when the dam fills up so much it begins to pour out, all the lies flooding out in all their sinful glory.Today was one of those days when the dam of lies pours out and the light cuts through its thick constructed walls.The courtroom was drenched in loud silence, the tension palpable in the air; you could almost taste it on your tongue. The warm lighting of the room cast a light shadow on the judge's face, who looked like he was in his late forties. His slant eyes hidden behind round glasses whispered years of experience in his field.I was seated in the defendants sec
Hannah’s POV:Josh looked at me like I had just declared we launched WWIII. His face was doe-eyed, his face had visibly gotten paler, and there was still a dribble of coffee droplets on his chin.He blinked himself out of oblivion. “You can’t possibly be serious!” He said in disbelief.I just looked at him, my expression calm but serious. I wasn’t joking.“Hannah! Stop!!” He gasped, his hands covering his mouth in stunned amusement as he realized I was being a hundred percent serious.He shook his head. “But that is madness! Just purely insane.” His legs were starting to wobble, and he sat back down, pushing the coffee cup a short distance away before folding his hands together. “So let me get this straight. You want someone to remind Lenora that she could sue you and ask for a huge amount for compensation?”“Yes,” I said simply.He burst into a deranged laugh. His head fell backwards before he brought it back forward, and his expression changed. “Are you burning up? Perhaps the whol
Hannah’s POV:My mouth went dry, the metal glass of the phone still pressed against my ear. “What do you mean revoke my spot from the competition?” I asked.I heard Josh’s heavy breathing from the other end, like he was trying to process something that shouldn’t be happening in the first place. “It’s the news, Hannah; it has spread like an infectious vine.” He paused. “These lies they’re spreading about you, are you okay? This must be intense for you.”Intense wouldn’t be the word I would use to describe what I was feeling right now. It would be something around ‘expected.’ I had expected this kind of feigned plot from Lenora. This playing the victim act was her logo, and she wore it like it was a badge of honor. The second word I would use to describe how I was feeling would be ‘unimpressed.’ I was unimpressed that Lenora chose to be this predictable and play this blaming game.Josh’s voice sounded through when he didn’t hear me respond. “I’ll be back in town tomorrow; let’s meet up
Hannah’s POV:Their eyes scanned me from head to toe, like you would a designer bag at a pop-up store, trying to find faults in its authenticity. I didn’t waver, I didn’t flinch, and I didn’t move.Let them look till their disbelief dissolves like morning dew.They broke into a loud chatter, each voice tripping over the other as they questioned, still not believing what I had said. “It is your face that is on TV.”“Do you think lying would get you out of this?”“A wolf can never hide behind sheep’s clothing for long. It’s too late for you; you’re exposed now.”They all voiced out.Adam’s hand rested on my shoulder, an act to remind me that he was there as a source of support for me through it all. He was there, and he was never leaving.I raised my hand up, they hushed, and their eyes followed my hand. I shook my wrist, causing the hospital tag wristband to wiggle. “Look at the name. I’m not his wife.”Not anymore.I pushed my hand forward, allowing them to see the name written on the