At my husband’s funeral, his mother fixed her gaze on me and said with chilling calm, “Better he’s gone now than forced to live with the embarrassment she brought him.”

my lawyer,” Daniel went on. “Everything’s documented. With the bank. With the police. Elena doesn’t need to prove anything. I already did.”

“Turn it off,” Vivian whispered.

I didn’t.

“Elena… I’m sorry I didn’t stop it sooner. Noah—if you’re there, hold your mom’s hand. She’s stronger than all of them.”

Noah slipped his hand into mine.

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