LOGINI was the one who first spotted the pimple on my husband Ryan Bennett's back. It was plump, red, and swollen, topped with a whitehead that looked ready to burst at any moment. I rubbed my hands together in excitement and told him not to move. Once the extraction tool I'd ordered arrived, I was going to perform a little "operation" on it. He laughed and said sure, adding that he loved this weird little hobby of mine. Two days later, he came back from his business trip. I rushed over with my brand-new "surgical instruments," only to find that patch of skin smooth and clear, with nothing left but a faint red mark. My heart deflated just like that pimple. Someone had beaten me to it.
View MoreI threw Megan out.One by one, the gawking guests found excuses to leave.I dropped onto the couch, surveyed the wreckage all around me, and let out a long, slow exhale.It was over.This absurd marriage had finally come to a brutal end.The next day, I had every lock in my home changed.Ryan tried calling me a few times. I blocked his number.A week later, our uncontested divorce was finalized at the county courthouse.The moment I had the final divorce decree in hand, Ryan looked at me with eyes full of regret and resentment."Happy now? You backed me into a corner. Are you satisfied?""You're wrong. I didn't back you into any corner. Your own greed and shamelessness did."I tucked the decree into my bag and didn't spare him another glance.Later, I heard Ryan had been fired over the scandal.His reputation in the industry was ruined. No respectable company in his field would hire him, so he ended up working as a delivery driver.As for Megan, her cousin Ethan, who'd helped forge the
"You're making things up about an abortion! I never had one!"Megan's shrill voice sliced through the suffocating silence of the living room.She charged out from behind the couch and jabbed her finger in my face, her hand trembling."You're just jealous! Jealous that Ryan loves me and not you! You faked all of this to frame me!""Frame you?" I scoffed, pulled the clinic receipt from my pocket, and flung it at her face."Six thousand dollars for an abortion, signed and paid by Ryan. You want to tell me that wasn't you?"The slip of paper fluttered to the floor, but the sight of it hit Megan like a sledgehammer.She stared at it. Her face flushed, went pale, then took on a sickly cast.The friends around her were already looking at her with pure contempt."Shameless. Imagine pretending to be one of the guys just to get close to your friend's husband," someone muttered.Megan snapped.She whipped around and threw herself at Ryan, who was still crumpled on the floor, clawing and hitting.
The next morning, Ryan came home from his "overtime shift" with dark circles under his eyes and a bouquet of roses.I took the roses and flashed him the brightest smile I could manage."Honey, tomorrow is our wedding anniversary.""You said you wanted to throw a party and invite all our friends over, didn't you?"Ryan blinked. "You'd actually want to do that?""Of course." I gave a small smile."And not just any party. A big one. Invite your buddies, and Megan too.""Great! Great! Whatever you say!" Ryan nodded eagerly.The next evening, the apartment was bright and buzzing with energy.A few of Ryan's sketchier friends had come, and Megan had arrived dressed to kill.She wore a skin-tight red dress with a plunging neckline, a glittering diamond necklace around her throat.I'd seen that necklace in Ryan's purchase history. It was worth over ten thousand dollars."It's your third anniversary, and there aren't even any flowers?"Megan sauntered over with a wineglass, deliberately raising
Over the next few days, I acted like nothing had happened, even going out of my way to be sweeter to Ryan."Babe, there's an urgent project at the office tonight. I might have to pull an all-nighter, so I won't be coming home."On Friday morning, Ryan knotted his tie while giving me an apologetic look."Okay. Take care of yourself. Don't push too hard." I straightened his collar like a dutiful wife.The second he was out the door, I opened the tracking app on my phone.The red dot crossed the map and stopped at a familiar place: Megan's apartment complex.I let out a cold laugh. Of course.I didn't rush over to catch them in the act.Sure, catching them in bed would've been satisfying, but Ryan could easily claim it was a moment of weakness, or pin the whole thing on Megan for seducing him.What I wanted was to destroy them so completely that there would be no coming back.Next, I opened the admin panel for our smart home router.Ryan was a tech junkie. Every device in our home was on


















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