HE SENT ME TO PRISON FOR A CRIME I DIDN’T COMMIT

plans. I wake up before dawn and open my laptop. I have access to old financial platforms from our business—accounts Ethan forgot to lock me out of. I slip through the digital back doors like a ghost. Transfers. Real estate under dummy names. Even payments to Claire’s private OB-GYN. All of it. I screen-record everything.

By the end of the week, I’ve continue reading …