Friend Stole My Husband, I Divorced & Stepped…

is completely broken, there’s no strength left to hate. There’s only a void.

Mark put the papers on the table and sat down, resting his head in his hands. I never thought things would end up like this. I looked at him, not feeling much of anything.

Neither did I. After a while, he looked up. If I sign, will you stop here?

I’ll do my part, I said. The continue reading …