My Husband and Cousin’s Wife Betrayed Me to Be Together

On the day of my daughter’s birthday party, my cousin Ginger Strickland stumbled toward me, blood-soaked and trembling. She collapsed to her knees, clutching an abortion report in her hand.

“Vivian,” she cried, her voice trembling with pain and accusation. “You seduced your cousin over and over, and I tolerated it. But now—why did you have to hurt my baby? Will you only be satisfied if I die?”

My husband, Cliff Curtis, stood by without a flicker of sympathy. He had once threatened me with my daughter’s life, forcing me to seduce my own cousin for the sake of a sordid plan. I failed.