Lies Behind the Perfect Marriage

The car crash three years ago derailed my entire existence.

My mother passed away on the spot from a stress-induced heart attack. I lost my unborn baby.

I was stripped of the PhD I was months away from earning. Overnight, I plummeted from a promising academic with a bright future to a convicted felon.

It was not until today, the day of my release, that Victor dropped a bomb that shattered my reality.

He picked me up from the prison gates and calmly confessed that I was never the one behind the wheel that night.