Thank You, Brother-in-Law

One year later Jane sat at the kitchen table in their new home—a cottage by the ocean in Seabrook Bay. […]

Eighteen months later, Jane stood in a small room behind the coastal chapel in Seabrook Bay. The same town where

Two weeks later, Penelope called. “Vivienne’s lawyer returned the necklace after her testimony. She had it couriered to my office

That night, after Clara was asleep and the house was quiet, Jane found Gabriel on the back porch. He was

Three days after the custody hearing, Jane was alone with Clara when she heard the knock. Gabriel had gone back

Outside the courthouse, the media was waiting. Cameras. Microphones. Reporters shouting questions. “Ms. Astor! How does it feel to win

The courtroom was packed. Press, mostly. Word had spread about the custody hearing—David Astor, accused attempted murderer, fighting for custody

Penelope Ashford arrived at the farmhouse first thing in the morning with a family law specialist—Gemma Laurent, sharp-eyed and formidable.

Five days passed. Five days of Jane going through the motions. Feeding Clara—now seven months old and starting to sit

Morning came too soon. Jane woke to Clara crying through the phone—FaceTime from the babysitter. Her daughter needed her. Wanted