After My Sister’s Death, I Carried Her Soul for Revenge
Language: en
Everyone hailed my fiancé, Julian Thorne, as the most principled and reputable attorney in New York. Yet it was him. He twisted my sister’s terrified cries during the assault, dismissing them as mere sounds of passion. All because the rapist was the brother of Seraphina Hayes, the woman he’d grown up alongside and considered family. My fiancé’s declaration that "no crime had been committed" let the monster walk free. The very day we lost the case, my sister took her own life right on the courthouse steps. And those who destroyed my sister? They desecrated her ashes, urinating in them…