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

　　Wavy brown hair tied into a ponytail, big brown eyes, a striking heart-shaped face, full red lips, and ever-glowing skin.


　　This was Ela, much different from the image I've had of her in the last four years. This Ela looked sophisticated in her white shirt with the first two buttons undone, tucked into her red pencil skirt, and a pair of four-inch heels that made her flawless legs look longer, but she was Ela.


　　This couldn't be real, could it? Ela was standing before me in the conference room. I blinked, and unlike those other times, she didn't disappear.


　　She had been gone for four years, and now she was here.


　　Why was she here? My brain felt weak as it silently sought an answer but found none.


　　Ivory rose to her feet. "Is this a goddamn joke?" she demanded with furious eyes.


Chapter 26: History