My Husband Killed My Eight Children For My Best Friend Chapter 07 The next day, I found an envelope on my doorstep. The divorce agreement. Adrian had signed it in the end. A few days after that, a startling sum of money appeared in my account. The amount was staggering. Mia came rushing over, holding

My Husband Killed My Eight Children For My Best Friend Chapter 06 By the time Mia and I made it to Iceland, we had both fallen for the northern lights. They were quiet. Beautiful in a way no photograph could quite capture. We talked it over and decided to stay for a while. It seemed

My Husband Killed My Eight Children For My Best Friend Chapter 05 The moment Adrian got home, his private doctor was calling. “Mr. Blackwood — that showing you put on for Sophie was supposed to be a private event, wasn’t it? How are the photos all over the internet?” “What if your wife sees? She

My Husband Killed My Eight Children For My Best Friend Chapter 04 Adrian stared at the dress the assistant had brought back. Untouched. The packaging hadn’t even been opened. He frowned. “What do you mean, she’s gone? She’s not at home?” The assistant’s expression was complicated. He held out the divorce agreement. “I’m afraid it’s

My Husband Killed My Eight Children For My Best Friend Chapter 03 I went upstairs without a word. As I passed down the hallway, I noticed Sophie’s bedroom door was slightly ajar. I don’t know why I stopped. I stepped closer and saw Sophie sprawled on the bed, her clothes in disarray. Adrian was on

My Husband Killed My Eight Children For My Best Friend Chapter 02 I locked myself in the bathroom. I sat on the floor, thinking through every moment of the past three years with Adrian, and the tears wouldn’t stop. When I finally stood up, my phone slipped from my hand and hit the floor. I

My Husband Killed My Eight Children For My Best Friend Chapter 01 Three hours before my wedding was supposed to start, my fiancé Ethan ran off with my best friend Sophie to file for a marriage license. I stood alone in the reception hall in my wedding dress, listening to the guests whisper about me.