gedy I paid for with my blood,

married to a charismatic construction worker named Etha

unced a surprise late-in-life pregnancy. A baby girl, Molly

upposedly in a horrific multi-car pile-up on the interstate. On

houses, and poured every cent I had into that girl. I sent her to private sc

d collapsed. At the celebratory dinner, Ethan and his parents walked i

so successful," Ethan said, a smirk

with Maria. The accident, the deaths, the promise-it was al

flight of stairs. As my vision faded, the last thing I saw was Molly, the gi

dark

rang, jolting

le coffee in the air. The calendar on the wal

ked again. It w

his the family of Ethan Lester? T

e the fool. This time,