Walk in Her Shoes

In the second year of our marriage, my husband cheated on me with his first love and even had the audacity to ask me to step aside.

So, I activated the system and made the two lovebirds swap bodies.

Now, I couldn't wait to see if the husband burdened with a massive debt in place of his dream girl, and the dream girl waking up to a fortune overnight, could still maintain the “unbreakable love” they claimed to have.

The night of my mother's birthday, we had planned to celebrate together, but my husband disappeared.

I couldn't reach him by phone, so I called his office. His assistant told me he had left early that afternoon.

Just when I was wondering if something urgent had come up, his social media feed updated with a post.

[Late but well worth the wait. I've been waiting for this moment for so long. From now on, I'll never let go.]

The photo showed my husband, Declan Specter, holding a woman's hand—clearly female, though I didn't recognize her.

What caught my eye, however, was the bare finger on his left hand. It was missing the wedding ring I had so carefully chosen for him.

On our wedding day, as I placed that ring on his finger, he had promised me he would wear it forever.

What a joke! It had only been two years, and his "forever" had ended already.

Clenching my teeth, I left a comment on his post.

[I thought you were dead when I couldn't get ahold of you. Turns out you're still alive. You can post on social media but can't pick up the phone?

[Is this your new girlfriend? Why haven't you introduced her to me? Is she too ugly to be seen in public?]

The comment was deleted almost immediately after I hit the send button.

Moments later, Declan's call came through.

His voice was deep and gloomy, filled with accusation. "Louisa, can't you be more straightforward? Why are you badmouthing her behind her back? Apologize to her right now! I won't allow you to slander her like this!"

Hearing his familiar voice and his ridiculous words, the anger inside me exploded.

"You want me to be straightforward? I can't compare to you, a married man, boasting about his new girlfriend all over social media!

"We've been married for two years, and you cheated on me! And to tell the world about it!

"What's wrong? Do you have cancer? Are you dying? If you're really dying, please, divorce me first. I don't want to have to scatter the ashes of someone like you!

"How dare you accuse me of slandering her! As if she's a saint. There's nothing I can say that counts as slandering when she's trash!"

I could hear him gasp, clearly not expecting me to hit back with such blunt force.

"Camilla and I are together; there's nothing to hide! What's wrong with us announcing it? And you? You don't have the right to say