At 3:00 AM my husband’s mistress sent me a photo to destroy me, but I forwarded it to the whole Board of Directors of his company part1

Then one person read it.

Then another.

Profile icons began lighting up one by one in the darkness.

I smiled.

Vanessa thought she had destroyed the wife.

She had actually destroyed the husband.

I powered off my phone, removed the SIM card, walked into the marble bathroom, and flushed it down the toilet.

Watching the old version of myself disappear felt strangely continue reading …