"Evelyn, you always seemed so savvy and straightforward, how could you stoop to this?" the voice of a woman from the


    community center''s card room cut through the air, her finger jabbing usingly in Evelyn''s direction.


    "| can''t believe it. | used to invite you for a card games whenever | had spare time, and now this? Seducing a married man?


    Have you no shame?"


    Even a usually friendly olddy, who often yed bridge with Evelyn, was shaking her head in disapproval.


    "And don''t you dare sit at my card table again. | fear your touch might taint my cards," a stern-faced elder spat out, her index


    finger wagging in the air as she scolded Evelyn.


    These were the same people who used to share gossip and camaraderie with her over a friendly game. Yet now, these so-called


    friends were looking down on her with disdain, their scornful gazes and a sea of harsh words threatening to drown her.


    Evelyn''s breath quivered, and her trembling hands caused the smartphone to tter to the ground.


    She staggered back, overwhelmed with humiliation and shaking with indignation, tears streaming down her face as she shouted,


    "Enough! You don''t know anything, so how can you judge me this way when you know nothing about the backdrop? You''re the


    useless ones! All you do every day is y cards, lose money, and gossip around. What else are you good for?"


    Her voice was near hysterical, her pain and rage swirling like a blizzard within her.


    She pointed shakily at those who had verbally attacked her.


    When times were good, they were warm and generous to her. But let one scandal arise, and not a single one of them would try


    to see things from her perspective, as if she were their sworn enemy all the way.


    Now Evelyn saw the cruel truth: her so-called friends were nothing but a pack of treacherous, heartless gossipmongers!


    "We might not do much, but at least we don''t go around seducing other women''s husbands. Shame on you for trying to shift the


    me," retorted one of the card yers with a sneer.


    Evelyn''s tense breathing deted as if punctured, her pain immense as tears flooded her eyes, and thest shreds of hope in her


    heart crumbled.


    "Fine, I''m shameless! You''re the virtuous ones, and you have your dignity!" Evelyn tossed the woman''s phone to the ground and


    stumbled away, her body rocking as if drained of all strength.


    She moved like a lost soul, her energy seemingly sapped.


    Evelyn had always cherished her reputation above all else.


    But in just a moment, in front of a group of self-righteous peers, her lifetime of pride had vanished into thin air.


    She felt as exposed as if she''d been stripped bare and paraded down Main Street, the feelings of humiliation and suffocation


    unbearable.


    The card room members followed her out, pointing andughing at her staggering figure as she made her way onto the road,


    their cruel words cutting through the air.


    Evelyn walked on, her face streaked with tears, her eyes hollow. Cars swerved to avoid her numb form as she crossed the


    street. She was oblivious to the danger.


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    Her heart felt as though it had been run over, the pain sharp and sudden.


    Was she so filthy, so unworthy of this world?


    As Evelyn stood there, her gaze empty, her cellphone rang from her pocket.


    It was an unknown number.


    With a spiritless motion, Evelyn answered the call.


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