A Marriage Written in Blood, Ended in Silence

Vittoria Falcone let the word spread through the social club the way poison spreads through wine, slow and certain and dressed up as something to celebrate. She posted the grainy black-and-white image of an ultrasound where the whole circle of made men and their wives would see it, and beneath it she wrote: Grateful to the man who gave me this gift. I was almost without hope. And now, look — I am carrying a child.

She was my husband's first love. And he was the man who gave it to her.