Sweet Unholy Revenge: The Return of Karma

Karma has no deadline... you get what you deserve.Anya Sterling is the happiest woman alive. She's given another chance at love when her husband, Bruce, agrees to reconcile after her brief affair with Dean. However, her joy is short-lived. Bruce becomes distant, and a neglectful pattern re-emerges. Determined to remain faithful, Anya fights to keep their love alive.Bruce struggles to forgive Anya's infidelity, his battered ego becoming the bane of their marriage. Eventually, his love for her disintegrates and his eyes wander to a former flame. He begins a intense affair, and Anya has to settle for second place. An unexpected event forces him to make a choice between the two women.They're now at a crossroads, and Anya and Bruce will have to decide: should they proceed together, or is it time to walk away for good?This is the sequel to "Sweet Unholy Revenge: A cheating wife's demise."EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER ONE: THE WOMAN GAZED OUT THE WINDOW as her flight taxied down the runway. In a few minutes her feet would touch the soil of the country that she never thought she would see again, and she was terrified. She was taking a risk that could change her life as she knew it.For better or worse.She alighted from her flight and entered the chute that would take her into the airport terminal, a feeling of trepidation almost stifling her with each step.She breathed deeply and quickly, her nervousness alerting a nearby security guard. He looked at her purposefully and headed towards her with a determined expression.She held her breath.She was caught.To her luck, he walked right past her and his voice carried as he addressed someone behind her;"Sir, I need to have a look in your luggage."She exhaled a relieved breath.She needed to calm down, or she was going to be exposed. She could not allow that to happen. All her efforts would be shot to hell. Her revenge would be delayed.She squared her shoulders and lifted her head, strutting through the airport terminal with what she hoped was an air of confidence, her expression determined. Her head was back in the game. She'd come too far to let fear destroy all that she'd worked for.As she strolled towards the exit she was oblivious to the admiring stares that followed her as her one-track mind focused on the mission at hand: to reclaim what was rightfully hers.She had failed the last time. This time, however, things were going to be different.