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

　　"I mean, I am only your husband; I don't mean any more to you." Oliver moaned over the phone, and I couldn't help rolling my eyes at his dramatic tone. Being dramatic came as quickly as breathing for him, especially when I had slacked on my promises. Oliver Plane would capitalise on it and drag it out for as long as possible.


　　I had borrowed Ingrid's phone and used it to call Oliver after I realised I hadn't called like I promised I would. He had been grumpy since he picked up the call, and I have lost count of the number of times I have apologised.


　　"I already said I am sorry; what else do you want me to say?" I asked, pressing my head against the wall while I watched the to-be couple sway lovingly to the live band's music.


　　"Nothing," he answered, grumbling a few things I couldn't make out.


　　"Then quit being dramatic; I already miss you enough."


Chapter 126: Animals and monsters