A/N: So this story is based on the dissolving marriage of Triple H and Stephanie when they attempted to renew their wedding vows and Hunter humiliated Stephanie in front of the entire world for lying about her pregnancy. (February 11, 2002) This story is told from Hunter and Stephanie's point of view. It also includes other characters such as Kurt Angle, Undertaker, Torrie Wilson, Trish Stratus, Jeff Hardy, John Cena, and more to come in later chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or real people portrayed in this story. The characters are owned by the WWE and the real people own themselves. There is mild swearing and adult situations in this story so you've been warned. There's nothing too explicit.

Summary: The last time I saw the love of my life was at Judgment Day. That was 7 months ago. Back then, I had my job and my family as a distraction to keep me from breaking down every time I saw him. Now, it is just me and I am all alone. The last time I felt this way, he gave me an out and we came up with a brilliant plan. Now with no family and no friends, I am living in New York at the one place that I got to keep in the divorce settlement and I hate it. I hate this feeling and I hate not being with him. He has dominated everything on RAW the same way we used to when we were together. It's been 17 months since we finalized our divorce and not a day goes by that I don't think about our marriage and what went wrong. He never let me explain. He never let me tell him the truth. He just gave up on us, on me. Will we ever get back together? I hope so. Does he still love me? I heard he does. My name is Stephanie McMahon and this is my story about my marriage and the secrets I hold leading up to our divorce.

CHAPTER ONE

Stephanie's POV

"Stephanie, as I look into your eyes tonight I see you for what you truly are. A NO GOOD LYING BITCH! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!" Hunter yelled. I was confused about what he was talking about. I didn't have to wait long for an explanation.

'DO WHAT TO YOU?!" I yelled right back. I wanted to know what the hell was going on.

"THAT YOU WOULD LIE! THAT YOU WOULD USE MY EMOTIONS AGAINST ME! YOU WANTED THIS SO BAD THAT YOU WOULD HIRE AN ACTOR TO PLAY A DOCTOR!

Now I really was confused and the expression was clear on my face. I didn't know where Hunter was getting all this information from but he was breaking my heart in front of millions of people and by the look on his face, he didn't care.

"AND THEN YOU WOULD SHOW ME A PICTURE OF OUR UNBORN CHILD! Steph, I have done some pretty bad things in my life, I admit it. I'm an asshole, but even I wouldn't stoop this low. YOU DISGUST ME! YOU CARE ABOUT NOTHING BUT YOURSELF! YOU NEVER GAVE A CRAP ABOUT US! IT WAS ALWAYS ABOUT YOU!" He continued yelling at me.

"THAT'S NOT TRUE! THAT'S NOT TRUE!" I cried. I couldn't believe this was happening to me.

"Well, I'll you what. You don't have to worry about us any longer. Because as of this moment, Stephanie, our marriage IS OVER! WE...ARE...THROUGH!" Hunter yelled right in my face. I was devastated and I knew that the moment my father pushed Hunter for humiliating me that he would be hurt. Hunter was irate. Before I knew what had happened, Hunter had given my father his finishing move, the pedigree, in the middle of the ring and destroyed our wedding decorations.

"STOP! STOP! HUNTER, PLEASE STOP!" I yelled and cried at the same time. I knew I shouldn't be in this ring with him so angry, but this was my husband, the love of my life. He would never put his hands on me, but I was the wrong. The moment I got in his face and starting yelling asking him what the hell he was doing, Hunter took his whole hand and shoved me down by my face. I was shocked. Hunter had never put his hands on me before. Hunter took his wedding ring off and threw it at me. The look in his eyes told me one thing: Hunter didn't love me anymore. As I sat up and held my stomach, Hunter was at the top of the ramp staring a hole through me. I turned into a different woman at that moment and the only thing I wanted was vengeance. If looks could kill, I had just kill a million people because I was a woman scorned and he was going to pay for this.

I woke up in a cold sweat. I looked over at the clock and noticed that it was three-forty-two in the morning. I got up and walked to the bathroom. I washed my face with cold water. I couldn't believe that I was having these dreams again. During my divorce proceedings before I was exiled from the company that I loved because of a deal that I made with Hunter, the dreams started. When my father came to me with the proposition of becoming General Manager of our brand, SmackDown!, the dreams stopped because I had a distraction. A month ago, I lost an "I Quit" match against my father with my job on the line and as the days went by, the dreams started up again. The only person that knew about my dreams was Mark Calloway, otherwise known as Undertaker. I know, I know. People wonder how we could be such close friends when he kidnapped me and attempted to marry me, but he was following orders from my father, so I forgave him. Mark and Kurt Angle, another close friend who also was a huge problem in my marriage because of his affection for me, calls me all the time and even come visit when WWE is in New York. I walked back in my room and reached under my bed. I pulled a box that was full of memories and pulled one picture out. It was the picture of Hunter and I at Disney World with DX during the beginning phases of our marriage. Tori had taken the picture of us when we thought no one was looking as we stood in front of the gate and Hunter tipped me over like we were dancing and we were both laughing. No one really got the see the softer side of Hunter behind his hard exterior. I was glad that Tori had caught Hunter in that moment even though he was embarrassed. A tear fell down my face. I didn't want to go back to the way I was. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever get to tell Hunter the truth about that day. He was busy fighting with Kurt all the time that he wasn't even there the day that I was admitted to the hospital. The only person that knows the horrible truth about that day is Mark and he has been trying to get me to stop living with the guilt and tell Hunter the truth. Maybe the whole outcome of the end of our marriage would be different. I just don't know what to do.