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

　　My lashes must have fluttered too quickly because I felt a massive headache immediately. My eyes shut, and my hand ran up to rub my aching head as I wondered why I was in such pain. I recalled the room I saw for a second before my eyes shut, and it looked nothing like the apartment in which Oliver and I lived. This was a different location.


　　I forcefully opened my eyes and kept them that way despite the pain it caused. I was in a room I'd never been in before. Panicking, I sat up immediately, and the white bedsheets covering me fell off. I was naked from the waist up. I gasped and picked up the bedsheet to cover myself with it again.


　　My eyes searched the room for my clothes while I tried to retrace my steps and figure out how I ended up in a stranger's room this morning. The last thing I remember was Oliver trying to keep me in bed longer than needed.


Chapter 14: The downfalls of love