My twin sister came to me at night, and her whole face was covered in bruises: after learning that her husband did it, we decided to switch places with her and teach this man a lesson that he will definitely not forget.

I leaned toward him and said quietly,

“Take that, you bastard. If you come near my sister and touch her again, our fight will continue. And believe me, I’ll be the winner. And you won’t get away with just bruises.”

I let him go and left the room.

A few days later, Emma filed for divorce and left her husband for good. He never approached her again.