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The walls of Brenda's heart crumbled like dust as the reality of Frank's betrayal pierced through her all those months ago. She had been so happy in the beginning until the divorce happened. He had left her for their stunning neighbor, Kara, and he didn’t hide the sudden change in love. Everybody at their old apartment knew about it. Even after Frank moved out, their neighbors frequently whispered about how bad they felt for Brenda whenever she’d walk by. She felt like a magnet for pity after being cheated on. 

The stab of betrayal was further twisted when she discovered that this had been happening for three long years, even during their wedding vows. Each picture she saw of Frank and Kara felt like an arrow aimed at her soul, shredding her sanity to pieces.

It wasn't long before Brenda was spiraling into a deep pit of depression and anxiety, her world crashing around her. The sight of her once loving husband now twisted into the face of a stranger haunted her every waking moment. With her emotions at an all-time low, Brenda decided to seek professional help, hoping to find solace.

She ended up in the office of a therapist, or so he claimed. The dim lighting and the mystical objects strewn around his office felt eerily comforting. Instead of helping her out of the labyrinth of despair she was lost in, he suggested revenge. An act of retribution seemed daunting at first, but the glint in the therapist's eyes sparked a fire in Brenda.

The plan was unusual and involved elements Brenda would never have imagined - ashes, a pig's heart, and sparkles from a fairy. “You can either keep her body or return here to be turned to normal.” Under the therapist's guidance, Brenda found herself at Kara's door, and the spell began. As she transferred her soul into Kara's body through the dark incantation, she felt a surge of power. She became a glowing white orb of light. Within seconds, Brenda was in control, ready to unravel the perfect life of the woman who had destroyed hers.

“I won’t stay for long,” she promised herself. “I’ll be in and out.” But seeing the world through Kara's eyes made her reconsider that. Her hands felt so small and soft. She felt lighter and way shorter. She had expected to be stepping into a world of physical allure and passion, but she found something far more profound. As she explored Kara's life through her phone, she discovered the girl had everything, from beauty to wealth.

Kara's private emails unveiled a side of her that Brenda had been oblivious to. It wasn't just the captivating beauty and the charm that had lured Frank in. Kara was rich, and her wealth was astounding. As the bitter taste of betrayal still lingered on her tongue, Brenda couldn't help but feel a perverse sense of pride in her husband. He had prioritized wealth over fidelity.

Yet, she was in control now, ready to turn the tables on her ex-husband and his new flame. Brenda was prepared to use Kara's life and wealth to serve her cold dish of revenge. The satisfaction of retribution began to ease the pain of betrayal, and the path of her new life unfurled before her eyes. Through the prism of vengeance and transformation, Brenda found a strange sense of empowerment and control, especially when she saw how bothered Frank seemed whenever she flirted with his friends in front of him. Little did Frank know, the game had just begun. “Maybe I’ll stay right where I am,” Brenda smirked. “It’s about time Frank learned what a broken heart really feels like…”