C160 Step One: Deceive; wife or weapon?

“How could you even think that?” I whisper, my voice shaking. “After everything we’ve been through?” My back rested against the bedroom wall. Dontrell stood before me, chest heaving like a brewing storm, jaw ticking with fury.”

“You think I’d trade your love for his lies? After all we'd survived?”

He stepped closer. My breath hitched, but I didn’t flinch.”

“Clayton’s a distraction