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I had been insulted before.By strangers. By women with too much perfume and too little sense like Clarissa Langford and her minions. By people who mistook kindness for weakness.But nobody, absolutely nobody, could insult you quite like your mother-in-law. And worse, you can’t actually retaliate because that could cause more problems Madam Clarisse stood in Richard’s office like she personally paid for the building and was disappointed by the furniture.Elegant silk dress. Diamond earrings. Perfect posture. Judgment in human form. God! I hated her.She looked at me like I was a book out of place on her shelf. “This,” she repeated smoothly, “is the wife who lets my son drown alone.” She repeated. I swallowed. My hands were shaking. I was this close to losing it. I didn’t care what happened after. I wasn’t ready to be bashed again. This has to stop. I opened my mouth but Richard beat me to it.“Mother please, now’s not the time.”“No, let her speak,” Madam Clarisse said, lifting one

I didn’t come out of the room all morning. All through the night all I did was cry until sleep came and stole me away like a thief. And even when I woke up I kept hearing Richard's voice in my head‘Tessa… I want a divorce.’Richard will never do something like that to me. I mean with Stacy’s saga. He swore that it will be both of us in life. Why the sudden change? The worst part wasn't how he said it, it was how calm he sounded when he said it.Like I was just another decision on a list. Like it was a plan all along.By the time morning dragged into late morning, I was still on the bed, eyes dry from crying too much to even produce tears anymore. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and could not recognize who I was seeing. My eyes were red and swollen.Then came the knock.“Camilla.” I knew who it was just by the voice. Harley. I didn't move from that spot but the door opened anyway.She walked in slowly, took one look at me, and sighed as I had personally offended her by fallin

One week later Even though I wanted Richard to be free from his captors, nothing prepared me of what was going to happen next. Which was Madam Clarisse’s plan. When I asked her what was her plan, she said she didn’t want to tell me so I had to act surprised. So I was kept in the dark.Today was famous tea party. The one where the VVVIP of the societies attend. Yes that one. And Also it was the one she humiliated me in front of Sophia. I was putting on my makeup for the event and began to have second thoughts. Could I really trust my mother-in-law? She has shown me time and time again that she hated me. Why do I need to trust her now?“Harley” I called out to her. She walked out of my closet like she owned it. “yes camila what can I do for you "she said in a fake British accent. She was holding up two dresses in front of the mirror.I chuckled. “ very funny.” I cleared my throat. That was when she turned around. She dropped the dresses on the bed and walked towards me. "Start tal

I stood at the entrance of the woods longer than a second. It was easy to say something, but doing it was another thing. Where will I go? I had nowhere to go. No direction. So against every logical thought screaming in my head, I followed.The road had long since disappeared beneath my feet, swallowed by thick undergrowth and tangled roots. I had never seen places like this. Then I recalled. This was Thailand. A different country. Different climate. I kept walking. Trees closed in around me like silent sentinels, their branches reaching out as if trying to pull me back. The air grew heavier, humid, and thick, pressing against my skin until breathing felt like a struggle. Gosh. I wish Richard had never gone missing. I wish all these things, I mean what would I be doing in another country? In the woods. What will I do if I find snakes? Gosh, I hated them. Regardless I kept moving.Because somewhere in this forest was my husband.Richard. The man I loved. The man I had almost walk

Later that night, Madam Clarisse arranged it. It was a quiet and efficient one. She made one or two calls to affiliated companies that were in charge of small cameras and she sent them to us. How we got a package in that Forest was what I couldn't understand.It was a small device. It was so hidden that no one could see it. It could blend with one's outfit like a chameleon. And because I was the one who would put it on Richard, only I would know where it was. Well unless one of them found out.I stood in the dim light of the cheap hotel room, fingers trembling as I attached the tiny camera to the inside of Richard’s collar. The fabric felt too thin, too fragile for what we were about to do. That was what was required so that the camera would fit properly. My breath came in shallow bursts. Every second that passed made the knot in my stomach tighter. If I lose Richard it will make my journey down to Thailand a waste. I don't think I would ever recover y from something like that.Richa