---- trailing behind us. I caught the next flight back to Greenwood. However, that afternoon, the local news dropped a bombshell-a brutal murder-suicide. "A college guy, heartbroken, busted into a house to confront his girlfriend's side guy. She tried to stop him, but it ended with one dead and one injured." The living room in the news footage looked eerily familiar. I froze, trying to make sense of it all, clueless about who was the victim and who survived. The drama unfolded when online sleuths unearthed the truth. Alice had just vacated her swanky apartment, and Yoel wasted no time moving in. When Hank got wind that Alice had bought Yoel the place, he lost it. He tracked down the apartment, stormed over, and demanded Yoel sign it over to him. Alice tried to play peacemaker, but things got heated. Yoel, seeing red, snatched a knife from the kitchen, ---- scaring Alice half to death. However, Hank, bold as brass, kept hurling insults. " You're messing with our relationship. If you had any decency, you'd give me the apartment, or else I'll make sure you're the talk of the town-in the worst way," he taunted. Yoel, knife in hand, lunged at Hank. "Who's messing with whom?! If it weren't for you, would she and I be over?" Hank sidestepped, and the knife found Alice instead, stuck fast. The two men tussled, and ina tragic slip, Yoel went tumbling off the balcony, dead on impact. The police swarmed in, cordoned off the scene, and hauled Hank away. Jack contacted me immediately, torn up inside. "Man, I just found out Yoel was battling his demons. If I hadn't blabbed to Hank about the apartment, maybe none of this would've gone down." ---- Jack had always been the type to shoot from the lip but stand by his friends. I told him straight, "If Hank hadn't been a jerk to me first, you wouldn't have had to put him in his place, and none of this would've happened. "Tt was all on Hank-he made his bed." As I mulled it over, I realized that the whole mess with the apartment was the last straw for me and Alice. The whole ordeal finally came to an end, and it all boiled down to the house. It felt like the universe had its own script, and we were just playing our parts. Hank and Alice got their just deserts, locked away for the murder. Eight days on, I got what I had been hoping for-the judge ruled in my favor, and I was officially divorced. That same day, Jack was there to meet me outside the courtroom. ---- "Way to go, man! Time to start fresh." "You bet." I gazed up at the clear blue sky and, for the first time in what felt like forever, I let out a real, heartfelt laugh. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!