The image of him being happy and loving with my best friend felt like betrayal. It felt like he had launched a knife into my heart while I was struggling to breathe. 
How could he betray me this way? How could he betray me with my best friend? "
You said you loved me." I cried out and brushed the tears running down my face away. 
He stared at me, and the coldness in his eyes mirrored the one his mother always had for me. "That was my greatest mistake." I felt cold. 
Once Imela believed love was enough, now not anymore. Love was just another lie that the weak believed in to keep them from seeing the truth: that there was no place for people like them in this world.

The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge

　　I left Seth's apartment after getting dressed but knew I couldn't return home; it was no longer mine. I stayed at a hotel the first night and then returned to the apartment Oliver, and I shared to get my things. They weren't much because he owned most of what we had at the apartment. What was his used to be mine, but not anymore.


　　He wasn't home, and I got a bittersweet feeling about that. Bitter because I hoped to see him and tell him I loved him and wanted us to figure out what happened together. Sweet because the man I saw yesterday didn't look like one ready to work through anything, especially with me. He was hurt and betrayed, and he was one wrong move away from strangling my neck. I didn't feel safe and thought this was the best.


　　It took twenty minutes, but I had everything I owned arranged in the moving box, ready to leave.


Chapter 15: Painful reality