Cindy's POV
Two days later
I quickly got out my car and I felt my skin boil as walked up to Kyle's house, I didn't care how I was going to do it but I was going to get my husband out of that hell hole before he was sentenced, tomorrow.
I knew the odds were against him and nothing that he or his lawyer said was going to convince the judge otherwise.
I did not knock on the door but rather I banged that door, so hard that I nearly felt the bolts move out of place and to my surprise, Sharon unlocked the door.
"Oh if it isn't the sweet and darling Cindy, what are you doing here?" Sharon questioned me and that made me angry. I knew what she was doing; she was planning my husband's demise with her lover Kyle. I did not answer her; rather I pushed her out of the way and made my way to Kyle's living room. Sharon screaming behind me did not scare me at all.
Kyle was sitting on his sofa with a glass of whisky in his hands and he did not look surprised to see me at all.