My Best Friend Took My Husband

dows of Tenaya's penthouse like silent tears. She stood in her kitchen,

her clutching her coat like it was the only thing holding her together. Her eyes were hollow, swollen from cry

d, voice cracking. "I did

ight embrace, shielding her from the cold wind behind her. "You

crumbled after years of emotional manipulation and silent suffering, it wasn't ev

en the one to help Selena plan her wedding. The one who paid for her hospital bills when

elena was

that first night in the living room, talking under dim lights, tears slipping down Selena's cheeks as she talked about the affair her

hless," Sele

irmly. "You just forgot who

weeks,

ob. She brought her into the social events she once avoided-dinners with clients, art galas, business bru

oticed

ne, it was part of his nature. She trusted him. They had been married for six years, had weathered every storm imaginable. He had

hem talking in the kitchen late at night. O

suddenly became more d

she blame

Maybe Rael needed space, and maybe Selena needed heal

ing, everythi

ft her phone in the car. She stepped into the dark apartment and heard

ly toward the sl

s Rael, shirtless, lying beside Selena, who was curled into h

didn'

idn't

pear if she just blinked hard enough. But it didn't. Rael turned his head and saw her. His eyes wide

pull away. She just stared back, lips

ael began,

d her hand, s

alked

y. She went to her bedroom, locked the door, and stood th

't even bleed at first. It just s

iling, reliving every moment she had defended the

, she knew

yet. Not until she understo

at day, pretending to be confused and

n happier since they stopped pretending. You'

t just a

a dec

who had eaten at her table, lived off her gener

tion of a woman she barely recognized-one who had loved to

idn't

sm

rst moment they sho