Your Regret Doesn’t Bring Us Back, Don
I am the wife of Anthony Caster, don of the mafia family in New York.
When I was nine months pregnant, he brought a woman named Evelyn Graves into the manor, claiming she’d saved his life. That was the day my nightmare began.
She put something in my food. Next thing I knew, I was doubled over in pain. And she had the nerve to blame it on me—said I was being reckless with what I ate.
She lost her footing and fell down the stairs, but she told everyone I was the one who shoved her.
Every day, she’d cry in front of Anthony about how saving him had left her wounded and unable to bear children, how seeing a pregnant woman broke her heart.
But the moment she turned to me, the tears were gone,
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