After my accident, my husband whispered, « Your life insurance will set me free. » He didn’t say that.
The air in the hospital room seemed to freeze, heavy with revelation and betrayal. Greg’s face drained of color, his confidence crumbling beneath the weight of his own actions. I watched the gears in his mind turn, scrambling for a way out of the mess he had created through malice and impatience. I had never … Lire plus