e, was a blur of high-society parties and fake smiles, unt
heard Dallas confessing to his mistress, Alanna, that he had pai
rsary, claiming I was responsible for his ex-fiancée Hannah's suicide five year
we built, was a lie. He hated me, had murder
et him. The game
pte
a blur of high-society parties and fake smiles. Th
re, retreated to a private wellness center in the mountains, a place of silent monks
ve years, I had believ
use was a crushing weight. I couldn't stand it anymore. I needed t
s a blur through my tear-filled eyes. I didn' t call ahead. I
l pines. It was quiet, almost holy. I found the small, private cabin assigned to Dall
y, expecting to find h
r, her back to me. A man stood over her. I couldn't see
cabin. I started to back away, embarrass
It was a low, familiar rumble
ough for yo
ped. Dallas.
annah Bradley. Exactly like her. The same dark hair, the same serene face that had graced the cove
her voice trembling. "Leaking that video of her on your annivers
nothing like the laugh I knew. He tightened h
deserves everything she gets. She deserves t
d to the floor. He spoke again, his
n knowing it would break her. So I will take everything f
. An intimate one. And he was going to post it
aby?" Alanna aske
he doctor a fortune to induce the abortion and make it look like a
stone. I couldn't move, couldn't breath
ed ab
in th
married and built a life with for
ning. It was a cover. A lie. Just like our entire marri
e for Hanna
w York's old-money scene. He was obsessed with her. He bought an entire mountain in Colorado because she said she lik
rate empires. It was a deal, a transaction. I hated it, but I was a daughter of my family, and I did
ent one to Ha
slit her wrists in her bath
ol of blood. She left a note, not for him, but for the world, a curse upon the uni
nd me. The loving husband, the shared grief, the future we were supp
was going to
got back in my car and drove, my hands shaking so badly I c
the ugly truth re
d me. He murd
oing to
began to form in th
't. I would
had jus