A Wife's Treachery, A Husband's Rebirth

The last thing I remembered was the cold, sterile air of the prison visiting room.

Sarah' s face, twisted into a mask of contempt, spewed venomous words at me.

"Ethan, that data-exfiltration device was clearly planted by you; you were just jealous of Alex and wanted him dead!"

Her voice was sharp, cutting through the thick glass.

"I truly regret leaving Alex for a simpleton like you; you deserve to rot in prison for what you did to him!"

Then the guard pulled me away, the clang of the steel door sealing my fate: life in prison.

For a crime I didn't commit, framed by my own wife.