Turning Table

Part 13

***If you're offered a seat on a rocket ship, don't ask what seat! Just get on. . .The reward is in the risk.***

🌹Rosseta🌹

No ways was I ever going to work with Ginger, to me she, not a person to be trusted, while I spend days if not months in the house as an obedient wife, she went partying with the boys,

My women intuition told me, years ago that, her and husband were fucking, so why now must I trust a person who has no bone for loyalty,

Yet again we have Muntu, no ways that she is living in hiding, she has protection and whoever is protecting her is respected, if Oyama wanted her dead she would have been dead a long time ago, a powerful person is holding her lifeline,
And to think of it, she is still rich as fuck and I don't think her life cover policy paid out so much, I know that that house and cars are maintained by dirty money, whoever she is working with is powerful and since she is my husband enemy definitely she partners up with a person who more powerful than Oyama...

I'm biting my nails cracking my brain over this,
I was once the most respected women while I had Oyama by my side, I went to prison and still climb the leader of being the most respected, feared, and powerful women...and I must admit power is a drug and I need to be very powerful to take my husband down.

I said I don't want to part of this business, but I feel like the hate I have for Oyama is more of an obsession than just me feeling anger. . .to To be honest I need this woman to get what I want... But is it all worth going back to that life I resented the most? I just came out of Jail... God, what will my mother say? Worst what will my son think of me?

Am I anything better than his father ? or am I just worst?

God knows I should be grateful that I survived my marriage, I got out of my marriage alive. As many years in jail were hell but it did not mount close to the years I spend in my marriage.
Any sensible woman would have run for the hills the minute they were released from Jail but yet I'm still adamant to look at that busted in the eyes and watch him bleed as I pull the trigger between his eyes.

I don't even know how to use the gun but yet I'm thinking I can pull it off when looking at the devil in the eyes,
Anger... Hate...and rage is my only weapon right now, while my smart brain just took a back seat.

For a strange reason, it's days like this that I ask myself How did an intelligent, and confident person get herself into a life where she felt forced to live a lie and did not see for almost a decade that she was in a situation that she had no power to change? Though the answers are complicated and unique to each situation, there are common truths: Education and intelligence cannot protect one from the powers of charm, until or unless you know better. That said it is usually very wise to have some life experience before committing to the first person who awakens your passion. But in many marital death sentences, and this was true for me, there have been great childhood losses coupled with misery at home. Above all, I was determined not to repeat these years of torment, or put myself or my child through that agony.

The only way was to know that Oyama was no threat.

I found myself making a U-turn and driving back to Muntu house
" you back"
Me; tell me I won't regret this!"

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