The Wife Who Returned
Pushing.
I had one moment of perfect clarity. I saw Maribel's face above me, her expression cold and decided. Adrian behind her, watching.
And then I was tumbling down the marble stairs, my body breaking with each impact, and all I could think was: they're going to get away with this.
They're going to get everything.
And no one will ever know the truth.
The last thing I heard before the darkness took me was Maribel's voice, calm and practical: "Call it an accident. She was weak. She fell. No one will question it."