My Son Died While They Tested My Love
Three years ago, my husband, my parents, and my adopted sister faked their deaths to test whether I had married into the DeLuca family for love or for power.
They cut off my money, took my home, and left me and my son with nothing.
Three years later, they came back.
My husband stepped out of a black Rolls-Royce, looked down at me, and said, “Evelyn, you passed the test.”
What he didn’t know was that my son was already dead.
And I was dying too.