The Ex-convict Wife’s Revenge
Every woman's wedding day was always the happiest day of her life, but not in my case. On my wedding day, my white dress was stained with blood and a dripping bloody knife on my right hand.
And on the floor was my groom covered in a pool of his own blood. I was accused of murdering the man I spent four years loving.
The world turned their backs against me in my time of need and I was sentenced to thirty years in prison for a crime that I didn't commit. One year passed by after Simon's murder and I've learnt to adapt to my new life confined to those strong iron bars.
Until..
A knight in shining armour appeared out of the blue to bail me out, which was almost impossible but he did.
And soon, I figured out that the man I had mourned for and also accused and sentenced for his murder was living his best life in another country with my best friend and their new born baby.
A betrayal like that hurts but a blood thirty revenge was all I craved for.