[Don’t regret this.]
Back on the livestream, Jenson faced the camera again, tears welling in his eyes.
“The real homewrecker is the one who isn’t loved!” he cried. “She hasn’t loved her husband for years! If it weren’t for their kid, Love and I would’ve gone public a long time ago!”
He then pulled Willette into his arms, his eyes red as he pressed her forward toward the camera.
“Love, tell everyone who you really love?”
Pushed into the spotlight, Willette hesitated for a few seconds before speaking. Her words cut like knives as they echoed in my ears.
“Jenson didn’t ruin my marriage. My husband and I divorced long ago.”
Her voice was calm, steady as she added, “I just didn’t want to hurt him or our child, so I kept it quiet. But now that Jenson is being slandered, I have to make it clear.”
The phone slipped from my hands, hitting the floor with a dull thud.
It felt like someone was squeezing my heart in a vice, crushing the air out of my lungs.
With trembling hands, I dialed the county clerk's office.
“Hello, what service do you need?”
“I… I want to check whether Willette Pearce-Crawford and I, Craig Crawford, filed for divorce.”