Jenna's POV

My legs weakened, and I fell hard on my butt; my lips were parted, hot breaths coming out of it. I was feeling nothing but regret, guilt welled up inside of me.

I felt like strangling myself; I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. It kept hitting my head- he didn't do anything, I divorced my husband, the man I once called my dream come true

The door opened and Emma barged in. "Jenna, there's-" She stopped when she saw how I was seated, how dejected I looked

"What happened?" She rushed to me- kneeling in front of me, she raised my head, wiping my...