I know what they’re planning tomorrow in the delivery room.
Caroline will be there “to support you.”
She isn’t here for you, Alex. She’s here to make sure I don’t leave that hospital alive.
Whatever happens, believe I fought for our son with everything I had.
I took charcoal capsules in secret for weeks. I don’t know if it was enough, but I tried.
Tell Lucas his mother loved him before he even had a name.
Find the truth under our rose bush—the one we planted the day we found out I was pregnant.
Make them pay.
And then live, Alex. Live for both of us.
Alexander’s roar scattered crows from the trees.
Within the hour the estate swarmed with police. Caroline arrived at four o’clock sharp with contracts for him to sign, smiling the same serene smile she had worn for seventeen years, and walked straight into the barrel of Alexander’s gun.
She confessed everything in the study while detectives listened from the hallway. No remorse—just a tired, twisted relief that the waiting was finally over.
Dr. Vaughn was arrested trying to flee the country when they caught him at the airport. He rolled on Caroline immediately, hoping for a lighter sentence. It didn’t help him.