After my legs were shattered, I disappeared completely

When my undercover identity was exposed, someone ran me down with a car, crushing both of my legs.

The attacker then fired three shots at my son, trying to force me to watch as he bled to death.

When I was gravely injured and on the brink of death, my husband, Xander, a police officer, rushed in at the risk of his life and shot the attacker dead on the spot.

When I woke up, his eyes were red as he told me that our son had suffered severe brain damage and would never wake up again.

A year later, I saw my husband kissing the attacker’s daughter, Anais.