Friend Stole My Husband, I Divorced & Stepped…

a fool who trusted her friend and her husband, a stepping stone for them to cross.

I didn’t kick the door in. I didn’t cry, I didn’t scream. I stood outside listening to everything.

And then I went downstairs and sat on a bench in the courtyard for 3 hours. The sun was out, but my hands were freezing. I don’t know what I was looking at.

I only remember continue reading …