Chapter 1

I came home a week early from a business trip and found my husband in our bed with another woman. I grabbed the wooden cane beside the dresser and swung before either of them could even get dressed.

I had spent seven days in Chicago for work.

All I wanted was a shower, my own bed, and a quiet night with my husband, Ethan.

I didn’t tell him my flight had changed.

I thought surprising him would be romantic.

The house was strangely quiet when I walked in.

Then I heard a woman laughing upstairs.

I stopped halfway through the hallway.

At first, I told myself it was the television.

Then I heard Ethan’s voice.

“Keep it down. Emily won’t be back until tomorrow.”

My suitcase slipped from my hand.

I ran upstairs.

Our bedroom door was unlocked.

And there they were.

Ethan was lying in my bed with a woman I recognized from his office.

Vanessa.

She screamed when she saw me.

Ethan jumped up and grabbed the sheet.

“Emily, wait!”

“Wait for what?”

I saw the wooden cane beside the dresser that my father had left at our house months ago.

I grabbed it before I even knew what I was doing.

“Get out of my bed!”

Vanessa tried to run past me.

I swung the cane at the mattress and struck her arm as she stumbled backward.

Ethan grabbed for it.

I pulled away and swung again.

“You brought her into my house?”

“Stop acting crazy!”

That sentence made me see red.

I lunged toward him.

Ethan slapped me so hard I fell against the dresser.

For a second, the whole room went silent.

I touched my cheek and stared at the man I had been married to for eleven years.

Then Vanessa suddenly shouted, “Ethan, tell her the truth!”

He turned toward her.

“Shut up.”

“No,” she snapped. “I’m done covering for you.”

I slowly stood up.

“Covering what?”

Vanessa reached into her purse and pulled out a folded document.

Ethan’s face changed completely.

He rushed toward her, but she threw it onto the bed first.

I picked it up.

My name was printed across the top.

Underneath it were the words: LIFE INSURANCE POLICY — BENEFICIARY CHANGE.

Then I saw the signature at the bottom.

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