If betrayal had a face, it would look exactly like my so-called best friend, Anita.
When my marriage collapsed, I thought Anita would be my safe space — the one person I could lean on. But I was wrong. That same friend became the reason my name is flying around the streets like gossip.
The very day I packed my bags and left my husband’s house, I stayed at Anita’s place. Later that night, a senator, who has been a respected family friend for years, called me just to ask: Tap here to access the full article and get all the juicy details!
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