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

　　"No! Let me go; put me down." I screamed and kicked as the two men grabbed me tightly and hurled my body towards the bridge. My breath cut in my throat, and my heart tightened, knowing what they wanted to do.


　　I sought more strength—to get out of their firm grip. It was the escape I needed, but I found none.


　　"Please, no. Please don't do this. Don't do this. I beg you, please. Let me go; I'm begging you!"


　　They brought me to the edge of the bridge, and they both let go at the same time.


　　It took a few seconds before my heavy body fell into the water, and I began to drown. I struggled to swim, but I couldn't find the strength. I had lost all the strength and will, and just before my eyes closed, I saw her standing above the water with a victorious look on her face.


　　My eyes snapped open in bed, and sweat broke over my skin.


Chapter 93: Subconscious betrayal