Betrayed Wife, Burning Revenge

hree long years stuck in a small town, we wer

ve me a pitying look. Craig, she explained, had already filed a single-person r

e devastating truth. I had signed my own divorce papers two months

rried the v

hile orchestrating this cruel deception. I had sacrificed my own career oppo

d up my phone, my fingers steady. I called Elek Preston, the VP of Engin

open?" I asked, my v

pte

her husband, was finally being transferred back to corporate headquarters.

ull of hope for their shared future. All tha

ned it to Crai

iday. We need to file the

now, I know. I' ve just been so busy

raig, we really need to

ax? It' ll get done."

, and his promotion was a big deal. She understood

as a software architect at the same company, after all. It would be

p from her computer. "Dessie

nt relocation paperwork for me

to the system. "That' s strange. The system shows Mr

ion. "He did? He didn' t tell

e hesitant. "He filed a single-person r

d knot in Dessie' s stomach. "

e full of pity. "The name li

essie like a physical blow. C

voice trembling. "Can you check again? We'

"The system is linked to the state' s official records

pulled out the lockbox where she kept their important documents

fficial-looking sea

ounty clerk' s office. The conversation was a b

ord of a marriage between De

t married thre

how a record for Craig Snyder. He was grant

ce? Fro

ma' am. De

two months ago. He had told her they were investment documents, something to secure their

e world shattering on the other end of the li

ispered, though she al

Chanel M

ng a hideous picture. Craig' s evasiveness about the

ated a breathtakingly cruel deception. He had t

ticed, that secured his promotion. For three years, she had put his career first, turning down her ow

ture. A future he had alrea

t like her entire life, her identity as a

. She had to hear

bother knocking, just pushed the door open. Craig was on the

back," he said q

rise to guarded annoyance. "Dessie? What a

cation paperwork," she sa

ense

he continued. "They told me you fi

oided her eyes. "Dessie,

hey told me we were divorced. That yo

his hair. "Chanel... she needed help. It was a strat

hed, a harsh, broken sound. "You erase

o bring you there," he said, his voice taking on a soothing, manipul

taggering. He was still trying to m

ching in her throat. "I built the software that got you thi

ate that, Dessi

off. He glanced at the scree

instantly. "I h

n Dessie. "Hey, honey. Is ever

ted his real wife, leaving her standing in the ruins

later. "I have to g

The door clicked shut behind him, leaving De

e it felt like she couldn' t breathe. Then, a diffe

She found the number for Elek Preston, the Vice President

the second ri

t' s Dess

orry to hear you weren' t taking the lea

open?" she asked, he

ways. But I thought you were mov

said. "I want the project