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With that, I picked up my bag and strode away under everyone's shocked gazes. When I stepped out of the cafe, the sunlight was blinding. My phone vibrated with a message from James. [The offshore accounts have been traced. The fund flows are quite interesting—besides Wendy, a huge sum also went to an overseas casino.] I halted mid-step. So Cameron had not only cheated and transferred assets—he had also been involved in gambling. That made things even more interesting. That very evening, I received an invitation. It was to the industry's top-tier "Golden Architecture Award" gala.

Finally, Lacey had no choice but to instruct Adrian to go. "Adrian, go buy me a box of birth control pills. We might need them tonight." ... Adrian's clenched fists cracked at the knuckles. Not a single person in this group had a shred of decency. He had seriously underestimated Lacey. They had known each other for three years, and she had always struck him as the picture of innocence — a sweet, well-behaved girl. She used to say that cheating was the one thing she despised most in this world. But her mouth said one thing while her heart believed another.

"He made it sound extremely reasonable. Very progressive and enlightened. As if I was the one being unreasonably traditional by expecting monogamy." "That manipulative son of…" Andrea caught herself and lowered her voice as other customers glanced in our direction. "Emi, you understand what this actually means, correct? He is already cheating or actively planning to cheat, and he wants your permission so he can rebrand his affair as ethical non-monogamy instead of calling it what it actually is." "I know," I whispered, my fingers tightening around the cold juice cup until my knuckles turned white. "And it’s worse than him just planning it, Andrea. He’s already doing it."

Slutty little Jane, cheating on her hubby with his best friend and her bestie. More tears, uncontrollable now. My legs shook as I slid off the bed, grabbing my discarded gown from the floor. The silk felt cold against my skin as I pulled it on, tying the sash with trembling hands. I stood there, staring at them—two people I'd trusted, loved even—and felt my world fracture. How could I have been so blind? Lisa's compliments, always laced with something sharper now that I thought about it. Tom's lingering touches at barbecues, the way he'd watch me too long. My marriage... god, Mark. Sweet, oblivious Mark, probably home right now, scrolling through his phone, trusting me completely. If this go

She let out a whimper as she went through the comments that were flooding in faster than she could read: I knew she was too good to be true. So the rumors were true all along. Just that it's the two men, not just one. Using a tragedy to hide her filth. Poor Hayden. He gets paralyzed, and his wife brings her lovers into his bed. Being a gold digger isn’t enough. She had to be a cheater, too. Disgusting whore Her breath caught. “They’re…” she swallowed. “They’re saying…” She could not even finish it.

Neven was going to see her tonight and realize, in one shattering second, exactly what he’d lost. I’d known he had some girl on the side, caught a glimpse of her once when he came to my office, barely registered, didn’t give a damn. Until I found out he’d been cheating on JaneVera the whole time and the other one wasn’t just a fling, she was the replacement. And I never expected him to be stupid enough to actually put a ring on that downgrade and call it a fiancée. And Janevera? No sentence on earth could capture how devastating she was right now, dressed like living sin, face carved from pure temptation. No words could do her justice.

She blinked against the light, shielding her eyes as she took her first real steps into a world that had moved on without her. At the bus stop, Meekey sat down hard, her knees aching—part prison mattress, part age. She looked out over the highway, remembering the last time she saw it through the back of a patrol car, wrists cuffed, high as hell, with sirens wailing in her ears and a betrayal still burning in her chest. They had caught her with the shipment. Thirty grand worth of product hidden in the trunk of a car that wasn’t even hers. She took the weight. She didn’t name names. Loyalty had been her only code, even when it cost her everything.

Felicia said hesitantly. “I’m with Felicia on this,” Kate chimed in. “She should be given a chance to explain. I’m not defending her, but—don’t you all remember the fight it took just to get married and make it this far?” “Ugh!” Kalina scoffed in disgust. “Cheating doesn’t need an excuse. No matter what the reason, it’s still cheating. And I’ll never justify that.” “Didn’t Daven cheat once, too?” Felicia’s question stopped the room cold.

And there wasn’t a single day when she didn’t confront him and ask him about it. Even if he were to ask her for an explanation, she could just pretend she didn’t know by the way she does things. For the second time, he will open his mouth and admit to cheating. And cheating is one of the worst things a man, especially one with money, can do in life. If you are caught and your wife has the evidence, the consequences can be disastrous. And, while Felicia can deduce who he is seeing, he has never been found in the same frame with any of his lovers. No records will link back to him, that’s how cautious he was.

How could she expect me to just understand after hearing such complicated things from her? Chandra planted a seed of question inside my head from the very beginning we met. She had decided to interfere with every decision in my life. It was just a simple question. Until it grows and multiplies. It was her and Amara's fault that I'm extremely obsessed to know the answer to the questions that kept on pestering me- why am I different? Why does this place exist? Who is Amara? Who is Chandra? Who am I? Since the day I came, there's never been a single second that my head rested. Amara wailed while hugging Chandra, and she comforted him. Amara kept on asking for apologies- shaking her head. Is Ama