When A Woman Dies To Live

"I\'m sorry, Ms. Fuller, but this marriage certificate is a forgery."

The county clerk's words crushed me, revealing the flimsy paper from our Las Vegas wedding five years ago was a lie.

Then came the second blow: Ethan Lester, the man I' d spent seven years with and was raising a son with, was already legally married. To Maria Roberts.

The name Maria, who Ethan claimed was a distant memory from his amnesia days, now haunted me, along with the chilling truth that Leo, our sweet five-year-old, wasn't mine at all. He was Maria' s biological son.