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By the time I discovered my husband was alive, I had spent five years mourning him, lost my unborn child, and nearly destroyed my body trying to find the people who supposedly killed him. But the cruelest part wasn’t discovering that his death had been a lie. It was learning that everyone I loved had watched me suffer while he built a new life with my older sister.
Chapter 2 Chris arrived the following morning wearing an expensive gray coat. He looked older, with silver beginning to show near his temples, but I recognized his familiar smile immediately....