Death and the Madness That Follows

I had always shared a perfect relationship with my mother-in-law, Betsy Dutton. We were the model pair of a wealthy family. She and my father-in-law, Rourke Dutton had been childhood sweethearts, their bond seemingly unbreakable.

But one day, she told me something that changed my entire perception of them.

She clutched my hand and tears were streaming down her face. “Naomi,” she sobbed, “your father-in-law… he’s been keeping a mistress. They even have a child together!

“For over ten years, I’ve been in the dark, made into a laughingstock!”