All Chapters of Revenge Wears Red: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

"Your husband is cheating on you."The words, scrawled in ink, stared up at Selene from the note she found on the porch. She hadn’t even had time to finish her morning coffee before her world began to fall apart. Just ten minutes ago, she kissed Cole goodbye as he left for work, not knowing everything was about to change.She took a deep breath to calm herself, but the thought of eating was long gone. Shifting on the high stool, her eyes returned to the note as her heartbeat picked up."The other woman is not your enemy, as you might think. She’s close."The next line hit her harder than the first.Her breathing grew faster, close to panic, and her eyebrows lifted in shock. She didn’t want to believe the words, but her trembling hands gave her away."Today’s your third wedding anniversary, right? She’ll be there."The next line hit like a punch to the gut. Selene's heart pounded as she gasped. "It can't be," she muttered to herself, dropping the note.Her gaze snapped to the door. Sh

The sitting room clock struck four. Selene had not moved from her spot.It had been hours since her conversation with Scarlett, and the coffee had long dried on the tiles. Her phone rang, but Selene didn’t pick it up. It wasn’t a call. It was the alarm she had set to remind herself to start getting ready for the anniversary dinner.Still, she didn’t move. Not even hunger had been able to make her.“Cole will be back soon, Selene. You can’t let him see you like this. You have to handle this maturely, Selene. You’re a businesswoman. Think like one.”She said the words aloud, her voice flat and lifeless.But it was enough. Enough to bring her back to reality.She immediately stood, and switched off her alarm. She then went to fetch a brush and dustpan, sweeping up the shattered pieces of the mug.When she was done, she pulled out the cleaning supplies and began wiping every surface, scrubbing the floors, putting her body in motion as though trying to outrun her mind.Once finished, she w

Selene opened the door and walked in, but she wasn’t the same woman who had walked out of it moments ago. She felt more broken now. Her steps were slower, and her heart felt quiet.The dancing was still in full swing. Laughter, music, and spinning bodies filled the room, but Selene felt like an outsider to it all. She had no desire to join in. No desire to smile.Her eyes scanned the room until they landed on Damien. He was standing off to the side of the room, beneath the dim glow of the lights, downing a glass of champagne like it was water.Without a word, she began to move toward him."Please, tell me who else knows. Please." She pleaded, gripping onto the sleeve of his suit once she stood in front of him. She was on the verge of crying again."Selene, I didn't send you the note so you can wallow in pain." Damien responded calmly."Then why? Why did you send me the note?" Selene whispered."So you can fucking get revenge." Damien said, his voice laced with frustration."Why?" Sele

“Michael Jobs, please come, take a seat. It’s so nice to finally meet you,” Selene said, her voice calm and composed, though her insides were anything but. Her nerves fluttered beneath the surface like a butterfly.Michael offered a polite smile as he walked over, extending his hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Mrs. Harrington.”“Please,” she said, returning the handshake firmly, “call me Selene.”He gave a small nod. “Alright then. Selene,” he repeated with a faint chuckle, easing the edge of tension between them.They both gave a small laugh. It was awkward. Polite. A mask for what was coming as they sat down across from each other. Selene gestured to the open seat across her, and Eileen didn’t wait to be asked twice. She walked over and sat. Selene trusted her more than anyone. If anyone else was going to know what she was about to hear, it should be Eileen. She had stood by her for over five years, not just through long work hours and hectic deadlines, but through the kind