The Wife Who Returned
Zàbelwhile i was dying, my husband was with the love of his lifemy husband died in front of memy husband wants me deadmy marriage makes me feel dead inside
Adrian's POV
The warrant exploded across my burner phone like shrapnel in the dead of night. Alerts piled up from the scraps of my network *International warrant issued. Murder-for-hire. Conspiracy with intent to defraud and kill.* Maribel. That pathetic, whining mess had survived, clawed her way back from the brink, and sung like a canary to save her own hide. I could picture her in that hospital bed, swollen and broken, spilling every secret I'd trusted her with. Ungrateful. Disposable.