My Best Friend Sent Me to Prison and Stole My Husband

Five years ago, my husband Dominic personally signed the filing that sent me to prison. My best friend Sienna poured my drink, staged the room, and smiled through the visitation glass while I lost my leg to a beating she paid for. When I got out, I was running unlicensed rides just to survive — until his pickup request hit my app and I pulled up to find him wrapped around the woman who put me away. Then Dante Voss walked into that alley. He had the hotel footage. He had the lawyers. He had every transfer Sienna ever made. And on the night of their engagement party, in front of everyone who buried me, we played it all on the big screen.