JaneI sat in my car for a long time after I stopped crying, my hands still gripping the steering wheel. My breath came in shaky gasps that I tried to control.The trembling wouldn't stop. It started in my hands and spread through my entire body. It was a physical manifestation of the confusion and turmoil churning inside me.I kept replaying the scene in the park. Hudson on his knees with tears streaming down his face. The way his voice broke when he apologized and the genuine distress in his eyes when he begged me not to punish Maribel for his mistakes.That wasn't the Hudson I remembered. The Hudson I knew would never have apologized. He would have smirked, made excuses and twisted everything to make himself the victim. He would have manipulated, lied and done anything to get what he wanted.This Hudson had looked broken and humble in a way I had never seen from him, and the most unsettling part was that I hadn't felt scared.I had been furious and devastated by Maribel's betrayal,
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