The Day My Son Gave Me Poison

For six years, I was Ethan, an auto mechanic who found amnesiac Victoria.

We built a life, had our son Liam, and a Texas home.

I believed we were a family, forever.

That illusion shattered in a Manhattan penthouse.

Ice-cold Victoria told me our life was over.

Her wealthy mother, Mrs. Sterling, offered ten million dollars and an NDA: sign it, and vanish from their high-society world.

Emotionless, Victoria announced her engagement to Blake Astor, a match "appropriate" for her old money.

My mind recoiled, not just from pain, but from a chilling sense of déjà vu.

This wasn't new.