I never told my husband I was the one who bought back his parents’ home—his rich mistress happily let everyone believe it was her doing.

Jason tried to dismiss me as emotional, unstable.

“Don’t,” I said quietly. “You thought I had nothing. You were wrong.”

The detective asked if I wanted to press charges.

“Yes,” I replied without hesitation.

Moments later, Veronica’s confidant voice echoed down the hall—until it broke into panic as officers escorted her past my room.

She stared at me in disbelief. “Emily? What is this?”

“It’s what happens when you take something that isn’t yours.”

The detective formally arrested her for forgery and fraud. Then he turned to Jason.

“Mr. Hale, you’re under arrest for conspiracy.”