My Best Friend Married My Ex-husband — Then She Called Me in the Middle of the Night, Terrified

By dusk, Stacey looked at me with hollow eyes. “What do we do now?”

I stared back, feeling something in me harden into resolve.

“We stop being victims,” I said. “We fight back.”

Alan, meanwhile, had no idea what was coming.

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