I did what was best for me and the kids.
I moved on.
He lied, and cheated, and destroyed our family, but in the end I won.
And now, I’m faced with a choice.
What if you had a chance to rebuild and begin again? What if you could fall in real love, the kind you deserve, and leave two decades of your past behind?
What if you could let go of the anger, and betrayal, and utter hatred for your ex-husband?
Life would move on. You’d be happy. Healthy. Strong.
You could forget the abuse. The torture. The sadness.
Like me. But still…
What if no one knew? What if you had one chance, just one, to give him what he really deserves?
What if it meant saving your own life?
What if you had to kill him?