My Husband Betrayed Me with My Own Sister – But on Their Wedding Day, Karma Caught Up with Them

Silence.

“That’s what I thought,” I said, and ended the call.

The divorce was quick. I didn’t fight for the house.

I didn’t want it. Every room felt like a landmine.

I moved into a small apartment across town. One bedroom, barely any furniture.

But it was mine. Clean. Quiet.

Free from memories.

A few months later, my mom called again.

“Hannah, they’ve decided to get married. The baby’s due in a few months. It’s the right thing.”

I pressed the phone to my chest and counted to five before answering.

“You really think that’s the right thing?

After what they did?”

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