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Ethan Monroe is born rotten, the son of Jessica Monroe, who is my husband's precious first love. The second I turn my back, he sweet-talks my daughter and vanishes with her. When we finally tear open that wall, my baby girl is staring straight at me, concrete kissing her cheeks like some sick forever sleep. My husband, David Collins, the detective, puts his badge between me and justice. He insists Ethan is just a minor, a child who doesn't know any better. He then books the psycho twice-a-week therapy like it is summer camp. A year later, that monster disappears. David loses his damn mind. He turns his investigation on me, tearing our lives apart to prove I am responsible. When he is finally forced to rule me out, he doesn't apologize. Instead, he warns me, "Lily is gone forever, but Jessica's son still has a future. Stop coming after them!" I just offer him a smile. "Don't worry, honey," I whispered, patting his cheek. "He's not coming back. Not ever."