Part 2After Destroying Me, Their Rebirth Drove Them Insane

Both of my hands were raw and bleeding.

It had taken everything I had to bury Coco, my sweet dog, in the cold, hard ground. The effort left me so drained that I collapsed.

When I woke up, I was back in my bedroom.

Jason was slumped over the side of the bed, asleep. Hearing me stir, he shot up, his eyes filled with concern.

"Babe, you scared me to death! Are you hungry?"

He reached out to touch my forehead, then bent down and kissed me gently. A small smile crept across his face.

"Looks like your fever broke," he said softly.

I stayed silent, watching him as he pulled a familiar object from his pocket—a ring.

Carefully, he slid it back onto my finger.

"I got the ring back for you. Don't be mad, okay? Your sister's still unwell, and she doesn't have much time left. Let's be a little more understanding, for her sake."

I remained quiet.

I wanted to ask him so badly: If she's dying, does that mean I deserve to suffer?

Before I could say anything, the sound of the door creaking open interrupted my thoughts.

My sister walked in, carrying a bowl of steaming soup. On her finger glinted a brand-new diamond ring, the size of a pigeon egg.

"Jason was going to give you this ring," she said with a sly smile, holding up her hand to show it off. "But when he saw how much I liked it, he decided to give it to me instead."

Her voice was light, but the challenge in her tone was unmistakable.

She placed the bowl in front of me.

"You must be starving. Try some of the soup I made for you."

The smell made my stomach turn. I shook my head, refusing to eat.

Jason, ever the peacemaker, picked up the bowl and spooned a piece of meat toward me.

"Come on, eat something," he said gently.

When I kept my mouth shut, he didn't pull the spoon away. He just sat there, waiting, until I had no choice but to take a bite.

The moment it hit my tongue, something felt wrong.

My sister's voice, dripping with malice, broke the silence.

"How's Coco's meat? Tasty?"

Something in my brain snapped.

I spat the food out, gagging as bile rose in my throat. My stomach churned violently as I stared at the pink chunk of meat in the bowl.

My sister sighed dramatically.

"Jason had to work so hard to dig her back up. It would've been such a waste to leave all that meat in the ground."

Her words hit me like a slap. I turned to Jason, my eyes wide with disbelief.

"You... you did this?"

Jason couldn't even look at me. He hung his head in shame, then reached down and picked up a small puppy from the floor. He placed it in my lap.

"This is for you," he said quietly. "To make up for it."

The little dog barked and wagged its tail, full of life and energy. But I felt nothing but cold emptiness.

I hurled the bowl of soup to the floor, the ceramic shattering into pieces.

"Get out! Both of you, GET OUT!" I screamed, clutching my face as tears poured through my fingers.

My wedding ring—chosen secondhand after my sister's approval.

My dog—boiled into soup after years of unconditional love.

I stared at the meat on the floor, my chest tightening until it was hard to breathe.

"I'm sorry, Amelia," my sister said softly, crouching down to pick up the broken pieces of the bowl. She winced as a shard of porcelain cut her hand.

Jason immediately panicked.

He grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips, sucking the blood from the cut before carefully wrapping it in a tissue.

"Be careful next time," he said gently, leading her out of the room.

But before leaving, he turned back and looked at me, disappointment etched into his face.

"You're being unreasonable, Amelia. You never used to be like this."

I sat frozen, staring at the door as it closed behind them.

Unreasonable?

I didn't even know how to respond anymore.

The shrill ring of my phone shattered the silence.

I answered it, only to be met with my manager's furious voice.

"What the hell is going on, Amelia? Do you have any idea what you've done? You've ruined your career!"

I blinked, confused.

"What are you talking about?" I asked weakly.

"Seriously? You're married, and you still couldn't control yourself? You've completely destroyed your reputation!"

I grabbed my phone and opened social media.

The words trending at the top of the page made my blood run cold.

#Famous Actress Amelia Harris Caught Cheating#