Unmasking The Monster: A Wife's Fight

calm, a mask of normalcy plastered on my face. Mark tried to act like everything was back to

Ava," he said, trying to cat

d, my voice flat. "B

s chin on my shoulder. "I' m really sorry about

man hugging me, whispering loving words into my ear, was actively plotting to ru

, patting his arm.

om the night before had cooled into something hard and sharp. I wa

ut, and had a full blood panel done, requesting a rush on the resu

speed dial, but I knew someone who did. A former teammate ha

ms. I need a favor. I need the

nd she didn't ask for one. She gav

me in a coffee shop an hour later. I laid it out

ting on me. I need proof. I need to know wher

he asked, stirrin

t know her last name, but here' s her number." I pushed a slip of paper with the information fr

cost you,

plied, my voice like ic

to see them tonight, that it was an emergency. I packed a bag with everything I owned that mattered and s

, I got a te

14. With the blonde. They just order

ed against my r

ck. Yes. Te

eeling like a heavy weight. When I walked in, they w

ed so upset on the phone," my

t pretend. The dam of my

. "He has an STD. He and his mother are trying to frame m

then to furious. My father, a man who rarely r

he said, his v

buzzed. It was ano

out a possible prostitution ring operating out of the hotel to make sure

father. A slow, cold smi

s go,"

he seventh floor was already chaotic. Two police officer

st the opposite wall, looking

t. And in the middle of it all was Mark, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, his hands cuffed behind his

my father. His face, which had been a mixture of ange

ave to help me! This is all a misunderstanding! She' s

scantily clad, sobbing woman, then t

xpression on my face. I didn' t say a word. I let hi

nd out that I had just sealed off his only es