Betrayal // L.H.

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"He's my husband! You're my best friend! How could you do that to me?! We've have three kids." I sob, looking at eyes of betrayal.

"I don't know! You think I wanted to fall for my best friend's husband? No, but he was there when you weren't." She screams at me, her face stained with black mascara.


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