I saw Brianna in the garden waiting for me when I returned from the hospital.
"What did you do to him?" she demanded, her voice sharp enough to cut.
I stopped in my tracks, caught off guard. "What are you talking about?"
"Steven!" She took a step closer, her eyes flashing with a mix of fury and bitter resentment. "He’s ignoring me. Ever since everything went down, he barely looks at me, barely speaks to me. What kind of poison did you feed him, Amber?"
A surge of disbelief washed over me, I swallowed hard.
"I didn't do anything, Brianna," I said, looking into her eyes. "And need I remind you... Steven is my husband."
She let out a cruel, harsh scoff, tossing her head back in mock laughter that didn't reach her eyes.
"Husband?" she spat, the word dripping with venom. "A piece of pap
