I Left With Nothing
It was our seventh year of marriage when my husband, Joseph Lowe, brought my best friend, Teresa Shaw, to my ward.
And they were the picture of a perfect couple. I gave them my most genuine blessing. "You two make the perfect match."
Joseph tossed an agreement in my face.
An asset transfer.
He demanded that I give Teresa everything I had. I took the papers and signed my name without wasting a moment to think.
Teresa laughed happily, pleased with my obedience. She then hugged Joseph and said, "Thanks for taking care of Joseph for me, Selina. Oh, there's the divorce papers, too. How about…"
I noticed the look of impatience in Joseph's eyes, so I snatched the papers from Teresa's hand. "Yeah, I'll sign them all."