They say neighbors can either become friends or foes, but I never imagined mine would turn into both overnight. What started as a simple favor turned into a bitter feud and a twist that left us both reeling.When my husband, Silas, walked out of our lives six years ago, I never thought I’d find myself standing in my kitchen, scrubbing the same countertop for the third time, questioning how I became this version of myself. I’m Prudence, 48, a mother of two, trying to make ends meet while working remotely for a call center. Life didn’t exactly turn out as I’d hoped. Silas and I used to dream together about the life we wanted to build. But somewhere along the way, those dreams shattered, leaving me to pick up the pieces alone.
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