He Spared My Parents’ Killer
Language: en
The first autopsy I performed as a forensic pathologist was on my murdered parents. I completed the procedure, closed the final incision, and collapsed. A burning fever consumed me, leaving me bedridden and delirious for three days. But my fiancé, Richard, the lead prosecutor on the case, did the unthinkable. In court, he argued for a reduced sentence, securing a lenient involuntary manslaughter conviction for my parents’ killer. After the trial, he approached me, gently holding the killer’s daughter’s hand. He looked at me with sickly-sweet tenderness. “Sylvia, Jillian will live with us…