funeral was t
ought I had a quiet, comfortable life with Ethan, m
y savior, the onl
I slipped behind a potted plant and hear
ated my father' s bankruptcy and subsequent death just to get me to marry h
s I grieved my father was the one who des
d a horrifying plan in his notes: he paid someone to destroy my father' s last gif
ated lie, a twisted cover-up, not for love, but for guilt and a sick obse
a cruel victory lap as she planned a photos
er side when she faked a fall and screa
p in a hospital bed to the
han had been giving me "harmless" pills for years t
e fog cleared. I walked out of that hospital, leavi