Part 1
I was too stunned to speak.
The men in black yanked me out of the car, handcuffing me while my mind raced. My husband stayed calm, watching as I was being dragged away.
I looked back at him, hoping for some sign of confusion or concern, but all I saw was that cold, twisted grin.
In the back of the men in black car’s, everything clicked. The strange car following us, the growing paranoia my husband had known all along. He had set everything up. My affair wasn't a secret to him; it was part of his plan. He had been playing us both, leading me to this moment.
As the car pulled away, I realized my husband had orchestrated everything.His way of getting revenge without lifting a finger.
The betrayal cut deeper than any handcuff ever could. The man I thought I knew had destroyed me, and I never saw it coming.
The weight of his betrayal crushed me. As I sat there, the anger began to boil. This was no punishment it was a twisted game
of control.He had turned my affair into his victory, and in that moment, I realized the man I had once loved was capable of far worse than I ever imagined.
The real crime wasn't my infidelity it was marrying a monster.
Sitting alone in the small room, the whole scheme hit me.
My husband, Mark had set me up from the start. The strange car that followed us, the growing worry I now saw it was all his doing.Mark knew about my affair with Jake from the beginning. He used it to create a trap. He made sure I saw the car following us, making me anxious and suspicious.
That car wasn't real; it was just someone he hired to make me paranoid. Mark's plan was clever.
He knew I did be away for work and used it to his advantage. He planted fake messages and clues to make it look like Jake and I were involved in something illegal.
Mark made sure that every move I made was tracked and twisted to look bad.
The night Jake was murdered, Mark had set everything up. He planted evidence to frame me and made sure I was close enough to be a suspect.
He even made sure the men in black would find everything pointing straight at me. Now as I think about it, I realized how Mark had used my love and trust to destroy me.
He turned my life into a trap, setting me up to take the blame for Jake's death.
In that moment, I felt more alone than ever. Mark's betrayal cuts too deep. I was left fighting to prove my innocence while he watched from the sidelines, having orchestrated everything to make me look guilty.
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Does she deserve it????
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