The air was thick with tension as he stood outside the motel door, his heart pounding in his chest. He had ignored the whispers, dismissed the suspicious texts—but now, the truth was just on the other side of that flimsy door. With a deep breath, he turned the handle… and froze at the sight before him. His wife, tangled in the sheets with another man, looked up in horror.
Rage surged through him like wildfire. The other man barely had time to react before he was yanked from the bed, thrown against the wall with a force that rattled the cheap motel paintings. Screams filled the room as his wife begged him to stop, but the betrayal burned too deep. Every punch, every curse, was fueled by months of lies—now exploding in a storm of violence.