The Last Mrs. Parrish

by Liv Constantine

That’s what wealth does for you, she thought. It gives you the means and the

power to remain concealed from the world if you choose to—or if you need to.

Everything had begun with such promise. And then, like a windshield chipped by a tiny pebble, the chip turned into deep cracks that spread until there was nothing left to repair.

I was learning that emotional intimidation could be just as unsettling as physical.

His weapons were kindness, attention, and compassion—and when victory was assured, he discarded them like spent casings, and his true nature emerged.