Helena's Revenge: A Marriage Unraveled

nding more and more time at our mountain villa after he ret

om my inheritance. It was supposed to be

that he had secretly had it appraised for sale

e, was suddenly on the back burner. The "search for inspira

didn't want to face the ugly tr

ear the villa. It showed Carroll, my distinguished, respected husband, dancing with Kandy. His

intertwined lives, felt too heavy to just let go. A marriage like o

nt, cheap scent of drugstore soap clinging to his skin when he came home. He alway

snoring is keeping you up," he'd said, a pat

ppens when people get old. The pa

en Jared, whose friend worked at a top divorce law f

house in the city and a pittance of a settlement. He would keep the

It was a desperate, ugly move, but it was

The moment I walked through his door, the world tilted. A s

der immense strain. You cannot carry any more stress." I had a genuin

meals she cooked for Carroll, little heart emojis sprinkled in the text. She sent me vile, taunting

eir heads close. The final, brutal move was her showing up a

acity. He had just looked at her, then at me, and his choice was clear. He didn'

the week I stayed with Jare

s social media page, a gushing ode to new love a

eppard, my former mentee and a brilliant forensic accountant, called. One of his junior ass

old, bitter sound t

roll were clinking champagne glasses, celebrating. They were

hest flared agai

at me, his eyes full of adoration, a

A young, fertile body.

r said gently through the

rom my eye. "I'm

eath. The time f

now. "That file we've been organizing. The evidence of Carr