Her Naked Truth

An emergency dispatch came in at midnight. An apartment building was on fire, with a couple trapped inside.

When I burst through the flames, I saw Samantha, my wife of seven years, lying naked and wrapping her arms around another man.

Both of them were semi-unconscious from the heavy smoke, but Samantha was still mumbling that man's name.

Later, I let go of the past and filed for divorce to start my new life.

But Samantha regretted it. She held onto me tightly, crying and claiming I was her only true love.

She thought I would soft-hearted again, but everyone around us just laughed at her: