Soul Swap Protocol: A Husband's Revenge

supposed to be in San Diego, standing beside my sister Gabrielle, but inste

my calls. She wasn'

from the ground up in my garage over the last

nstagram story from Jen. My thumb ho

twined with a man' s. The caption read, "Finally pickin

eart wedding ring I designed for her, the one t

Ethan Lester, her high school sweetheart, the washed-up

unfiltered. "What the hell is this, Jen? On the day

my comment van

rang. I

was sharp, filled with a

e. "You're the one publicly humiliating me, our marr

to apologize. Not to me. To Ethan. He's my true

Four years of my life, my love,

e," I demanded, my v

ice oozed through the speaker. "Hey, man. Look, I'm sorry you

ther word. I just hung up, the silence of my empty house screaming ba