He shoved his nine-month-pregnant wife off an icy cliff just to pocket a $50 million life insurance policy. Today, at the funeral they think is mine, he’s standing with his secret lover, smirking like a winner. They think I’m dead… but they have no clue I’m still clinging to life, fighting my way back for revenge.

like cold water.

“You promised me,” I said quietly. “No more secrets.”

He stepped closer. “Emma—”

“No.” My voice shook, but I held it steady. “Don’t say my name like it can fix what you did. Ashley called me. She said the letter wasn’t complete. She told me to ask you about the baby at Vale Harbor.”

Richard closed his eyes.

Everything in the room seemed continue reading …