Rising from the Chair

I married the man I loved only to save the woman who stole my legs from going to prison. For five years, I’ve been the invisible ghost in the Harrington mansion, watching my husband flaunt his mistress while my own son calls my attacker "Auntie." They think I’m a broken shell trapped in a wheelchair, but they have no idea I’ve spent every night learning to walk again—and I’m walking straight out of this hell, even if I have to burn it down behind me.