Six months ago I was living in a one and a half million dollar house, had a thriving business and married to the man of my dreams. I was living a fairy tale life and it all fell apart as quickly as you could pull a trigger. As a matter of fact, that's exactly what happened. I pulled the trigger and almost killed my husband. I promised to love him until death did us part and I almost made death part us at that very second. Of course, he promised to love, honor and cherish me but I guess he forgot that part of our vows. I thought we were so happy but it was all a lie. He was leading two lives. One with me and one with her.