Chapter Twelve

Tasha cringed as Nelson slammed the door behind him.

"What the hell was that about?" She muttered under her breath. Random thoughts grazed through her mind.

Who took the picture?

How did it get to Nelson?

The individual behind this whole propaganda must be a professional. They captured the incident in a way that made it seem like Tasha was in a compromising position with Taylor - with Virginia as an accompanist.

Its indeed unexplainable because Tasha was smiling sheepishly in the picture. But it wasn't enough reason to make Nelson mad to that extent. After all, he cheated on her, a day after their wedding.

Tasha exhaled. She glanced at the dinning table. Nelson's favorite - Pasta and chicken were served but he pointed his middle finger at it. She shut her eyes for a second, clenching her fist.

Her feet stamped the stairs as she ran upstairs with a heart throbbing so fast. She reached for her phone on the bedside cabinet and dialed May's number.

After two rings, she picked up.