My best friend Serena, devastated after her husband Bryce left, begged to stay with me. I welcomed her, but two weeks later, I ran into Bryce. He hinted at a secret, laughing, “So you don’t know that.” At home, Serena’s overly friendly behavior with my husband, Dorian—laughing, touching his arm, using my perfume—raised suspicions. One evening, I caught them whispering closely on the patio, jumping apart when I appeared. Bryce later revealed Serena left him for a married man, possibly Dorian. At dinner, I mentioned Bryce’s call; Serena froze, and Dorian
fled. Confronting Serena, she admitted to an affair with Dorian, started before she moved in. Heartbroken, I demanded she leave by morning and later filed for divorce. Leaning on others, I rediscovered myself. At a coffee shop, I met Marisol, another betrayed soul. We became close, traveled, and started a business together. Betrayal cleared out Serena and Dorian, making room for true connections like Marisol. Life reveals who belongs in your corner.