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

　　Cecil went on a girls' trip to Puerto Rico this morning and said she would be back in five days, and that wasn't long enough.


　　I love Cecil, and she has been there for me through a lot, but some days, I feel suffocated by her presence, which is the last thing I want.


　　I couldn't tell her this because the last time I opened up to her about how I felt, she cried for three days and made me feel like a horrible person. It was best to leave her alone and only wish her away in my mind. It was best for my sanity and her happiness.


　　"Speak of the devil," Vivian said after pulling out his vibrating phone. "Hello, babe." He said and shifted away.


　　I instructed the bartender to keep it coming while I drowned in my thoughts and sang along with the music playing to distract myself from that cuteness. It must have been longer because I felt a tap on my shoulder, and it was Vivian.


　　He had a mischievous grin, and I was not too fond of that look.


Chapter 23: Bridge