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

　　"It wasn't my best play, and you know it," I groaned, tired of the back-and-forth with Vivian for the last five minutes.


　　Vivian wouldn't stop making fun of my play on the basketball court today. He rarely wins, but when he does, he gloats and brags about it. This was the very reason why Jayden White, Connor O'Brien, Maxwell Fitzgerald, and Sir Lockwood, our other friends, never let him win whenever they played with him.


　　"All I'm hearing are excuses and excuses." He sang in his annoying soprano voice.


　　It wasn't my best game; my mind was divided between work, home, and the game. I hadn't been myself since Imela walked into the conference room, and I did not know if I would be myself for a long while.


　　The sight of her had awakened things in me that I thought were dead and long forgotten after four years of being in a committed relationship with Cecil.


Chapter 29: Fair game