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I grabbed her phone again. I wanted to know who she’d been chatting and talking with, which made her smile. I wanted to see if it was indeed her best friend, Violet.

I typed and searched Violet. It brought out a few messages where the name was mentioned. I tapped on one of the messages. The number was saved as ‘V- my love.”

I slapped my forehead. How could I be so dumb?

I scrolled through the long chat, picking a few words here and there to read.

Sure, baby girl, read one of Violet’s messages to Jenna.

I almost choked. I was so shocked that my eyes and mouth were now opened widely. The revelation was something I never expected. How the fuck was this even true?

“This isn’t a dream, Feliks. It is really happening. “

Girls and their drama. I saw a few messages that almost made me chuckle, but I was too tense to do that.

I am sure you are having fun now since you got married and left me alone in the single world.

Go and find your husband, girlie.

They exchanged a few emojis and all that. There were some stickers, too. I scrolled to the last message. It had been sent the same day I’d tracked Jenna to the hospital.

Sure, love.

The message had really been meant for Violet; she’d texted it to Violet a minute after sending it to me.

I was so stupid! I’d gotten paranoid and violent for no reason.

I tapped the home button, then the phone app. I saw the time the hospital had called Jenna. It was about the same time she’d left the house, immediately after she sent Sure, love.

It was obvious that she hadn’t ignored me because of Leo. They never even talked about meeting up. I was now sweating even more. My palms had soaked Jenna’s phone with my sweat.

I realized that I would’ve ended the relationship I had with Jenna because of stupid anger issues I would have been able to control.

“So, she didn’t actually do anything wrong?” I asked myself. “Why didn’t I control my anger and hear from her first? Why did I act so rashly? Will she ever forgive me for this?”

I got to my feet immediately after that and dropped the phone back to the table. Where would I begin? Jenna had been innocent all along, and I’d made her go through pain for a week.

“I almost killed my wife,” I muttered. I tugged on my hair and exhaled loudly. “How could this happen? I could have trusted Jenna, but I didn’t. All of this is my fault. I am an idiot!”

Talking to myself wouldn’t help. It would not change anything. I kicked the chair hard, and it hit the wall with a great thud and fell over.

My foot vibrated with pain. I fell on my knees and groaned out as I dug further into my hair. I stared toward the phone again, and my heart sank.

A part of me felt good about the fact that she was innocent after all. I would’ve lost something so precious.

Thank goodness I decided to go through her phone.

I began to imagine everything that I wanted to do to Jenna. She was innocent. Imagine if I hadn’t realized this and had gone ahead with my plans.

I rose to my feet. I knew I’d made a grave mistake.

Could it be corrected?

Chapter 23 - Jenna

I heard the doorknob turn. I gasped as I quickly wrapped my arms around my knees and shut my eyes tightly. I knew that the housekeepers had cleaned my room and served my breakfast. They wouldn’t come in at this time. It terrified me to think that it might be Feliks.

I began to shiver.

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