Cunning Husband vs Cunning Wife

ssing down on her. The past, once a source of warmth and hope, now

witness to happier times. Flipping through the pages, she traced the s

der moonlit skies, the dreams they built together. Arka was different t

ed was consumed by power and control. The long hours, the secret meetings, the phone calls whi

een them. Arka had come home late, smelling faintly of another woman. W

his deceit. To hear he planned to leave her for Maya, to

once was-the trust

determination blazing in her eyes.

nts and half-empty whiskey bottles, he questioned the choices that led him here. The façad

emanded more than he could give. He wondered if his mistak

ure her place before it all collapsed. But as whispers of sc

sharp and heart steeled. This war wasn't just about survival-it was about

mistakes would collide with present schemes,

e city below. Arka stood by the expansive window, gazing out but seeing nothing. His

on unreadable yet resolute. For a moment, neither spoke, the

lence. "Why, Arka? After ev

features. "I lost myself. I thought... I thought I neede

anger and sorrow. "You forgot me.

tterness undeniable. "It wasn

built walls around yourself, and when I

orward. "Sinta, I'm sorry.

ars glistening. "Sorry

gent message from her lawyer: new evidence had surfaced, ex

changes everything. You won't

emed invincible now looked vulnerable, strip

r from over, but in that fragile moment, something shifted-a silent acknowledgme

that the truth, once shattered, could never be fully repair