~Tiara
The letter trembled in my hands, the edges curling under my fingers as if even the paper couldn’t bear the weight of Sarah’s words. My vision blurred with tears, the ink swimming before me. I couldn’t breathe. My throat tightened, suffocating me. My entire body felt numb as I read the damning words over and over.
Giovanni Hernandez. My husband. The man I had just promised to love, honor, and cherish until death do us part—he was the monster who murdered my best friend.
“No… no, no, no,” I whispered, shaking my head as if I could will the truth away. My legs buckled, and I sank to the floor, the letter slipping from my grip. “This can’t be real. It can’t be real…”
But it was.
My stomach churned, bile rising in my throat as I recalled the last time I saw her, lying in a p
