My Husband Bought Me a Seaside Mansion,and I Left Him

An accident changed everything. My husband, his childhood friend and I were all drugged at the same time. Sam pulled me into our bedroom, quickly cured me and without a backward glance, rushed off to Celine’s room—his childhood friend—and didn’t return all night.

By dawn, Celine lay dead beside him and my stomach had flattened. I had lost our child.

In a single night, one life was gone and another destroyed.

Those who knew the truth whispered that I must have played a hand in it, that Sam had failed to save Celine because of me and that losing my child was my karmic punishment.