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On the drive back, Katherine’s joy was palpable.
Terry’s gaze toward her had shifted, now tinged with subtle annoyance.
In his mind, Katherine was supposed to be innocent and kind.
Her glee at my death felt deeply wrong, especially considering how heroic she’d seemed during our kidnapping.
“Terry,” she’d said then, “you chose Wendy. Knowing you has been the highlight of my life. She’s your wife, and I’d gladly sacrifice myself for the one you love.”
PART 2
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“If only I could meet you first in our next life.”
Such a moving declaration of undying love.
Meanwhile, I was being tortured, gagged and trembling in the corner, forced to watch it all unfold.
I was terrified of dying–my mother was still waiting for me at the hospital.
In the end, Katherine walked away unscathed, basking in my husband’s sympathy.
I was left scarred and alone in a hospital room, watching Terry care for her instead of me.
I couldn’t even express jealousy.
He claimed he was “just showing gratitude” on my behalf.
Katherine even came to gloat, saying I’d stolen her place.
But Terry never believed a word against her; he only saw the brave, kind woman he thought she was.
I knew better–her mask would slip eventually.
Part of me even looked forward to the day Terry would finally see
Katherine’s true colors.
