Betrayal Buried the Wrong Woman
My mother-in-law, Teresa Hawke, said she was trapped inside her burning villa.
I called my husband, Asher Jensen, begging him to save her. But he was too busy at some bar, flirting with his childhood sweetheart, Melanie Lanner.
It wasn't until I begged him, over and over, that he finally went to save Teresa. But Melanie was snatched from that same bar, tortured, killed, and dumped.
He acted like none of it mattered until I got pregnant. Then out of nowhere, he threw it all back on me, saying it was my fault.
Asher pulled every string he could to bankrupt my family, driving Mom and Dad to leap to their deaths. Then he rounded up a gang of violent psychopaths and threw me in with them.
I begged again and again, but he just watched me with that dead stare.
"You'll suffer like Mel did before she died! She left this world in agony. Why should you get to live? That's not fair."
99 stab wounds—that was how many it took before I finally bled out and died.
And then, I woke up, right back on the day Teresa screamed for help from inside that burning villa.