When my daughter was in the ER after an accident, a police officer entered the room. He pulled me aside into the hallway. “Ma’am, do you actually know who your husband really is?” “Why would you ask me that?” My heart pounded. He leaned closer and whispered, “Because the truth is…”

…and remembered the driver?

My phone suddenly vibrated.

A text message.

From Michael.

“Just saw your calls. I was stuck in a meeting all afternoon. I’m heading into the hospital lobby now.”

Detective Hayes saw the panic on my face.

“Is that him?” he asked quietly.

I swallowed.

“He’s coming upstairs.”

Chapter 2: The Perfect Husband

The elevator doors opened at the end of the hallway.

“Anna!”

Michael rushed toward me.

His tie was loose, his hair messy, his expression full of worry.

He pulled me into a tight embrace.

“I’m so sorry I missed your calls,” he said breathlessly. “Is Lily okay?”

I froze in his arms.

Just minutes earlier I would have collapsed into him for comfort.