Our Blind Love Lost Fragrance, I Smelled My Mom's Killer
From the back cover
In the third year of my marriage to Conrad Hollowell, after being blind for ten long years, my sight finally came back.
I was so overwhelmed with joy that I ran all the way home, eager to tell him the moment I opened the door. But instead, what I walked in on… was him and Estelle Denyer wrapped around each other in our bedroom.
His usually cold, distant face was flushed, his body moving against hers.
And his other woman—she looked soft, alluring, her voice filled with breathy moans.
The scene made me freeze all over. My lips parted to speak, but their conversation stopped me.
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