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But no one looked at his wife quite like Arthur Matheson. Every time he saw her, his face would go slack for a moment before lighting up with joy. And her mother would beam right back.
A family ruined. One that, if she dares to think about it, had treated her better than her own.
“My girl,” her mother said. “My beautiful girl. One day, you’ll forgive me.” Then she got into the car, started the engine, and drove off the cliff into the river.
“I told you, I didn’t do it because of a man.” Sal spins the chair around to stare directly into Anna’s eyes. “I did it because of a woman.”

