Real Stories That Could Be Turned Into Award-Winning Dramas

My best friend hated my husband. She always said, “Don’t trust him!” Weeks after our wedding, she left town. It was sudden. I cried, but my husband said, “Just let it go!”

3 years later, she returned and asked to see me. I froze when I saw her; she had become a mother. She introduced me to her little boy… He was three. Then, she asked me to sit. With a heavy heart, she told me the truth—her child was my husband’s son. They had a brief fling while I was busy preparing for my wedding My whole world shattered. I had never suspected a thing. It felt like a terrible nightmare, but it was real. I went home and asked for a divorce immediately. Now, I can’t trust anyone—not a husband, not a friend.

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