Mother-in-law's Second Child

The white carpet of our dual-deed wedding house was ruined, soaked through with the blood Christopher spilled while shielding me from a brother he never knew he had. Behind me, the frantic wail of three-year-old Xander competed with the approaching screech of police cruisers, while my mother-in-law’s manicured fingernails remained stained with the skin she’d clawed from my throat. My husband’s eyes were open, but as the paramedics lifted him, I realized the man who had spent a lifetime enslaved to Margaret’s toxic whims was finally gone, his memories hemorrhaging onto the hardwood. I am a pharmacist by trade; I know exactly how much poison a family can take before it collapses. Margaret thought she could use an illegitimate heir and a fraudulent nanny to steal my inheritance and my sanity, but she underestimated what a vengeful woman will do to keep the son she didn't birth. Christopher will wake up in a world where his mother is a ghost and I am his only savior, and the best part is, he won't remember that I’m the one who orchestrated the carnage to set us free.