Married for just a year, yet every night her husband slept in his mother’s room.
Ethan was sitting on the edge of his mother’s bed, his back to the door and Mrs. Turner lying with her eyes closed. Her face was serene, lips softly parted as if in sleep. But what caught Grace’s attention was the tapestry of shadows thrown by the flickering candlelight. The room was filled with an…
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