My Ex Husband Wants Me
The betrayal cut deep, slicing through the trust that had once bound them together.
"I trusted you, Rita! I trusted you enough to share every detail of my marriage, and all this time you were fucking my husband behind my back. What kind of friend does that?" Stacy's voice rose, fueled by a mix of fury and heartbreak. Her eyes blurred with tears and her words trembled with the weight of her emotions. But Rita only chuckled in response, an insolent defiance etched upon her face.