After Prison, I Stopped Being His Wife

The day I was released from prison, rain poured from the sky. I followed my husband to the cemetery to visit our daughter.

Rain hammered against the tombstone.

Vincent Moretti, Don of the Moretti family, suddenly spoke in a calm voice.

""The day our daughter drowned, I was the one who had the surveillance footage from the lake by the docks destroyed.""

I froze.

The next second, I turned and met my son's eyes. There was not a trace of guilt in them.

Aiden's tone was light, almost careless.

""I testified that you abused my sister. I helped clear Celeste of suspicion.""