me" party at our Hamptons estate. It wasn't for me. It was for Maria and the baby. A

e leaving no room for argument. "We need to present a united front. It'

th lies. Matthew played his part perfectly, one arm around my waist, the other gesturing expansively

a ghost at m

ench doors leading to the garden. She was holding

all this," she said, her voic

aria?" I asked, too

piratorial whisper. "I just wanted you to know the

art s

"Everyone was drinking. Matthew was so charming. It was a passionate night. This baby,"

ie he had constructed, the one everyone had

she changed her expression completely. Her face contorted

baby!" she cried out, clutching the in

oss the room, saw the commotion. His face darkened wi

at happened. He

rtant investors, Matthew slapped me hard across the face.

The sting on my cheek was nothing compared to t

e grief was gone. All

was t