“Don’t worry about it Viv.” Sarah exhaled slowly, a sigh of relief escaping from her lips.
She had stopped breathing, anticipation building up in her when she saw the look of realization on Vivian’s face. Ever since that faithful night when she and Vivian had stopped being friends, she had fantasized about the day when Vivian would finally find out the truth, she needed to know about her bastard of a husband. She expected to feel liberated and vindicated, but all Sarah could feel right now was pity. Pity for her friend who had lived her life believing that Damien was in love with her.
When Sarah received a call from Carly about Vivian wanting a divorce from Damien, she had debated refusing the request, but she eventually ended up deciding to accept it. The fall-out was years ago, and sh
