I Painted our Marriage, Cheating was His Masterpiece

I had never imagined that the person who stole my art was the man I loved most and that the one who drove my daughter to jump was my best friend’s son!

Fighting back my tears, I dialed my foster brother’s number.

“Merry?” His familiar voice came through the phone. “What’s wrong?”

My voice trembled.

“Leroy… I want a divorce. Will you take me away?”