Vincent pulled his hand away from the burning cheek, his eyes blazing with fury while shame burned on his face.

Marylyn trembled dangerously, not from fear, but from rage. The kind that came when someone realized how deeply they had been fooled. One that comes from the heartaches of betrayal.

Her voice cut through the silence, heavy with betrayal and bitterness. “I sacrificed my friendship with her for you, Vincent. I was hated, insulted, and cursed for stealing you from my best friend! Yet I didn’t care, because that is how much I loved you. And this is what I get in the end? You cheat on me like this?...