MY HUSBAND HAD ME SENT TO PRISON OVER HIS MISTRESS’S MISCARRIAGE — TWO YEARS LATER, I WALKED FREE AND LOCKED DOWN EVERY DOLLAR HE TOOK

Vivian loved white roses.

You remembered Marcus sending them to your hospital room after your emergency appendectomy. The card had read, Rest fast. Board meeting Monday.

That was Marcus’s idea of tenderness.

Celeste orchestrated your entrance perfectly.

Not too early.

Not overly dramatic.

Just late enough that the champagne had been poured, the speeches continue reading …