the spotlights. The light seemed to envelop her like a halo of purity, while in the background, the scent of a vengeance that had matured for too long permeated the air. Maxime was at her

he felt like an actress in a play, but no script had been written for the role she was playing. The scene was re

she felt inside. The emptiness. The abyss that had opened up inside her when she saw Victor with this man, her supposed best friend. Today, the scene was playing out different

ing. It wasn't just a ceremony. It marked the beginning of her revenge, of the process that would crush the man she had thought she knew. She felt the power of t

could destroy lives. Marriage was just a facade, an image of a perfect couple. But beneath that surface, the t

med perfect. T

ct

ictory and a poison. Zoe looked at him for a moment, without apparent emotion. But inside, a tumult was stirring. She was not the broken young woman he had left behind. No,

gaze piercing. And it wasn't just anger. No, there was something much deeper. Something... shameful. A man humiliated. Sh

nge sense of satisfaction. It was sweet and bitter at the same time. She approached him slowly, as he also advanc

ike this? he said in an icy voice, too controlled, b

er face, before answering without

ting myself, Victor. It's y

t to grab her, shake her, scream his own frustrations at her, but he held himself ba

that guy's hands, he said, his voice al

er. She felt almost on top of the world, stronger than she had ever been. Sh

r had any trace of the gentleness it once had. Nothing at all. You betrayed m

tasty, delicious. He had lost his hold o

eapons against her. But before leaving, he turned

, he breathed. You're going to reg

about the way he said those words made her blood run cold. But she shook her head, pushing the f

with a quiet, almost measured step. He gave her a piercing look, as if

he told her in a low voice, a hint of

owards him, a glint o

ng. And above all, I have

t another actor on this stage, playing his part with the same intensity. But he was right. Revenge was a minefield, and there was more a

she