Chapter 1

It was the third year of my marriage to Ethan Vance when he became the most devoted rising star in our city's medical field.

Everyone knew he'd sacrificed a chance to study abroad for his wife, who suffered from severe depression. He'd even built a state-of-the-art sterile medical suite in our home for her care.

Until that day, when I found a death certificate dated three days from now, hidden in a secret compartment in his study.

Cause of death: Severe depressive episode, overdose of sleeping pills.

Next to it, was the top-secret autopsy report from my mother's lab explosion accident years ago.

The signatory was Arthur Vance, Ethan's father.

He pushed the door open, carrying the cup of warm milk he prepared for me every single day, without fail. His smile was chillingly gentle. "Summer, it's time for your medicine. Drink it, then get some good rest."

I took the milk, returning his smile with one of my own. "Okay, Ethan."

He had no idea the medicine in that milk had long been replaced with a hallucinogenic neurotoxin, meant for him.

Since he wanted me to die a perfectly natural death, I'd make sure he went mad for all the world to see.