Divorcing My Attempted Murderer
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Mag and I were more than just best friends; we were sisters by choice. We had walked into the Whitman family together, marrying brothers in a joint ceremony that felt like a fairytale, and by some miracle of timing, we both fell pregnant within weeks of each other. Mag’s husband, Derek, was a rising star in the local police department—brave, handsome, and dedicated. I had married Simon, a brilliant orthopedic surgeon with hands that could mend shattered bones. On our first wedding anniversary, I went to the medical center to pick up our prenatal screening reports. On the way back, the…