True Revenge
Language: en
My childhood sweetheart of a husband loved to go fishing with his female coworker. For the first three years of our marriage, we fought about it constantly. By the fourth year, I was tired of fighting. I picked up my own rod and tackle box and started leaving early and coming home late, just like him. At first, Ryan didn't care. Not until he came home late one night and found I still wasn't back. He panicked. He begged me, promising he’d never go fishing again, that he’d stay home and be a good husband. But I wasn’t interested anymore. After all, the man I had on my line was Crestwood’s…