You Forgot I Was A Morgan

For a year, I played the part of the perfect, long-suffering wife, enduring my husband' s public affair. I did it all for one reason: to win full custody of our son, Colton.

But when Colton was arrested, he didn't turn to me for help. He looked at me with disgust and spat that our family's problems were all my fault.

Later that night, my husband, Jackson, demanded I apologize to his mistress. When I refused, he shoved me into the freezing lake.

As I drowned, I saw him and my son comforting her on the dock, a perfect family silhouetted against the moonlight. They were watching me die.