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After discovering my husband's affair with my sister, Cindy Foster, I completely broke down. "Cindy was never the one who came between us. From the very start, she's the only one I've ever loved. You're the real intruder between Cindy and me," my husband, Andrew Lucas, said coldly. His eyes were bloodshot. Each word landed like a blow to my chest, sharp and merciless. My face turned as pale as a sheet, and my whole body trembled because of pain, anger, and humiliation. My voice was sharp and desperate as I demanded, "I'm the other woman? "You were the one who begged me to marry you, and now you claim you loved Cindy all along?" Then I let out a bitter, hysterical laugh, and as I laughed, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. Seeing me so broken and desperate, Andrew suddenly snapped out of it, with panic written all over his face. He instinctively reached out to touch me, but pulled his hand back instantly. His lips trembled as he struggled to get the words out. "Shirley, that's not what I meant. Please, let me explain." With empty eyes, I stumbled out the door and onto the street, recklessly moving like I'd lost my soul. Suddenly, blinding headlights pierced through the darkness. As a truck crashed into me, I didn't think this pain could compare to the ache in my heart.