Viral Betrayal: A Wife's Agony

, a tale whispered with fondness and a touch of envy. We were the high-school sweethearts, the golden co

g anniversary. I' d actually been planning a surpri

ce of a stranger's manufactured tears. It was a joke, a

eled by a relentless ambition I admired. My friends would sometimes tease me. "Ar

Why would I be? If a man gets dirty, I ju

d my own love for him. I believed that if you loved someone more than you loved you

ie, covering her debts, paying for her lavish lifestyle. A mutual friend, a little too tipsy at a dinner party, accidentally let

nt, Jeremy's closest friends, suddenly f

ried to erase from my memory. But some memo

found out I was pregnant. I was planning to announce it at that very dinne

ing, sobbing wife, demanding details, demanding answers. My di

me, stood in front of her, shielding her. He bellowed, "H

eremy, don't blame Chelsey. It's all my fault. I seduced him. I'm so sorry, C

caught off guard. My hand connected with Donnie's cheek,

ad never seen directed at me. "How could you, Chelsey? She's just a child! Are you really that cruel?

h a cold, righteous fury. From that moment on, we were at war. A cold

ness. After all, he had always been the one to chase me. But it was me, in the end, who used our un