Six months after my divorce from Nathan, I was finally finding my footing again. My sister Lena had been my rock—dragging me out of bed, making me eat, helping me heal. I trusted her more than anyone. So when she showed up at my birthday party holding hands with Nathan, smiling like it was normal, my entire world stopped.

The betrayal hit harder than I ever imagined. Lena, who sat beside me through nights of tears over this man, was now with him—and planning to marry him. As I stood there, stunned and shattered, my family tried to smooth it over like it was no big deal. But it was. This wasn’t just betrayal. It was calculated, cruel, and unforgivable.

Then came the twist I didn’t see coming. Nathan’s boss stormed in with his pregnant wife, exposing Nathan for seducing her—and for embezzling from the company. My ex’s smugness evaporated. Lena, devastated, begged me for forgiveness. But I was done saving people who chose to betray me.

That night, I sat alone with tea and silence—but I wasn’t broken. Karma had finally arrived, and it hit Nathan hard. The birthday turned ugly, but in the wreckage, I found closure. Not everyone deserves a second chance—and sometimes, the trash really does take itself out.