Unlike Broken Arms, Broken Hearts Don‘t Mend

When my husband, Drake Connor, posted a photo of me on social media, this random woman mistook me for his mistress.

She confronted me in the street, a baby in her arms and a crowd of relatives and friends in tow, ready to teach me a lesson.

"You shameless tramp! How dare you seduce my husband!

"I’ll beat you to death, you disgusting woman!"

The crowd beat me, smashed my car, and ripped my clothes. I left that encounter bruised and battered, suffering a concussion and a fractured arm.