C182 HOW DO YOU SEE MY WIFE? SHE'S GOOD RIGHT?

"Stop," Mia whispered, but the word came out broken, barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat thundering in her ears.

The man's grin widened, feeding off her pain like a parasite. "Your father strangled her with his bare hands. Did you know that? Right there in their bedroom, the same room where you were conceived."

Mia's hands pressed harder against her ears