Silver’s POV
I stared at my best friend in disbelief. I couldn’t have heard her correctly. She wanted to get revenge on my husband?
“Revenge?” I asked her, my voice sounding distant and unfamiliar. “What do you mean by that?”
She rolled her eyes and leaned closer to me from the other side of the table.
“Yes,” she said, that look of mischief never leaving her eyes. “We should do something that’ll hurt him like he hurt you.”
“I don’t want to stoop to his level,” I said, folding my arms across my chest. “It doesn’t feel right.”
She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair as she thought about what we should do. Then I saw the light bulb flashing above her head and her eyes grew large.
“I know exactly what we should do,” she said, a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. “His ego is
