Introduction

Five years of silence had turned my marriage into a tomb.

My husband, Ethan, a brilliant CEO, was a stranger.

I decided to leave, taking our six-year-old son, Leo.

We couldn't live like that anymore.

But as we drove away, a blinding light erupted.

Then, darkness.

The 'accident' left Leo with one eye gone, and me, a kidney missing.

Guilt consumed me; I blamed myself for leaving.

Ethan, the 'devoted' husband, played his part on live TV, begging for 100 days to prove his love.

Broken and weak, I believed him.

So I agreed.

Day ninety-nine arrived.

I overheard Ethan's voice, casual and chilling, from his study.

He was talking to Dr. Peterson, the surgeon.

Not about a car crash, but about harvesting.

My son's eye, my kidney – taken.

For Chloe, his mistress, and her son, Liam.

The 'accident' was deliberate, a monstrous organ farm.

My world tilted, my trust shattered.

The man who' d begged for my forgiveness had butchered us for his affair.

He brought his new 'family' into our home, and when I reacted to their cruelty, his hand struck me.

That brutal slap, Leo's horrified, awakened face – it ignited a cold, black fury.

This was no longer about leaving.This was about retribution.And I knew exactly what I had to do.