He pushed his nine-month-pregnant wife off a cliff for a $50 million payout—now he’s standing at her funeral, unaware she’s still alive and coming back for everything

shattered.

“Emma…” he whispered.

His gloved hand brushed against my frozen cheek.

“I finally found you.”

My heart stilled as realization struck—this man knew exactly who I was.

PART 2 (continued)
The first thing I remember after seeing his face was the sound of my own heartbeat.

Slow. Uneven. Distant—like it didn’t belong to me anymore.

The man crouched beside continue reading …