My husband lost his memory and fell in love with another woman. He found me inconvenient, an obstacle in his way. As a judge, when his little mistress framed me for a crime I didn't commit, he personally sentenced me to death. Then I really did die. When his memory finally came back, my husband lost his mind.
Chapter 1
In that freezing prison, the inmates tore me apart.
My bones were shattered, and my skin was covered in bruises and blood.
Now someone was calling Murphy to come claim my body.
On the phone, his voice was sharp with scorn. "Juliana Shaffer must have put you up to this, trying to trick me again. She never changes. Even in prison, she can't behave.
"I gave her a death sentence with a two-year reprieve. If she stays quiet and behaves, it might get reduced—she might even walk free one day!
"I gave her a chance. What more does she want?
"Tell her to stop bothering me!"
With that, he hung up impatiently.
I gave a bitter smile.
Even after death, I still had to hear such cruelty.
He was the one who sent me there. Did he really think I'd ever make it out alive?
Did he have any idea I was locked in with the most heinous criminals?
They tortured me day after day, as though acting on someone's command.
For me, death was not punishment. It was freedom.
When I finally tracke
