us, citing vocal strain and crippling debts, I believed she was protecting me. I sacrificed everythin
er career. She was orchestrating my downfall, planning a fake divorce from me to marry Cody, her childhood friend,
n Cody, freshly "married" to Izzy, began a relentless campaign of psychological torture. He sent intimate photos, detailed their fervent nig
nto our marriage, built on a sickening foundation of deceit. How could the
ow promises and suffocating memories, had to go. I would l