Karma’s Edge
After I was rescued from a staged kidnapping, my wife, Vanessa, moved out of our bedroom on her own. No matter how I explained, she insisted I had been attacked because I had cheated.
Even when I tried to touch her, she screamed and threw up on me.
Friends and relatives looked at me with more and more pity.
Everyone told me, "Vanessa's a good woman. Stop tormenting her."
Even my son snapped, "You're so filthy. Why do you have to force Mom?"
From then on, I was branded a cheater and a lunatic.
I spent the rest of my life in misery and despair, and in my old age, I ended that wretched life by throwing myself into a lake.
Only after I died did I learn that the kidnapping had been staged