Burned Our Love and Signed Myself Away
Language: en
The day I was released from prison, I watched my husband bring Brenda into our home. Seven years. I had taken the fall for him and served his sentence. In the prison hospital, I nearly bled to death giving birth to our child. And now, my own son was nestled in Brenda's arms, calling her "Mommy" in his sweet little voice. I stood in the autumn wind, wearing the same faded coat I had gone to prison in, my entire body numb with cold. Logan Vance pulled a plane ticket from the inner pocket of his tailored suit and handed it to me as if he were dismissing a beggar. "Everything's been…