From the beginning, there were whispers and rumours about my marriage. There was always something the villagers had to say about us. Before things broke apart most terribly, they said that we were the ideal pair. I’m Peter, and when I put my confidence in the wrong person, my life completely fell apart. Jane, the lady I married, was the object of my deepest affection.
She was everything I believed I needed, and together we created the life of my dreams. I put a lot of effort into supporting her and our two kids. Our pride and pleasure was a sizable parcel of property that my wife and I owned. It was intended to be an investment to be left behind, the cornerstone of our future, and a legacy for our children. However, as time passed, things began to shift. Jane, who used to love me, grew aloof. Before it turned into late-night phone calls and inexplicable absences, I saw that she was spending more time with the neighbours. To read more click here