The Scarred Wife's Reckoning

I caught my husband cheating and asked for a divorce, but he beat me to the punch.

He turned the tables, painting me as the town's notorious, cheating monster. Whispers and pointed glares followed me everywhere I went.

Even my son, whom I had poured my heart and soul into raising, became his willing accomplice.

With a smirk, the boy mocked me. "Mom, without Dad, nobody would ever want you."

I let out a bitter laugh and slapped him across the face. If my life was going to be hell, they weren't getting out unscathed either.