My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Bradley, filled with hope, jumped out of the crystal coffin and hurried to the secret room’s door. He extended his arms to embrace Esther. He longed to hold her close and become one with her.

But as he reached for her, he found only empty air. Just moments ago, she was a living, breathing person, but she disappeared like a wisp of smoke when he touched her.

Baffled, he lowered his head and stared at his empty arms as if needing to confirm Esther’s absence.

“Esther!”

Bradley’s voice echoed with despair in the secret room. His icy gaze scanned the room for any sign of Esther, but all he found was silence.

“Bradley!”

It was as if he could hear Esther’s soft whisper, her lover’s murmur igniting a tiny flame in his cold heart.

any evidence of Esther’s presence

had been sent to prison, Clark had collected and stored everything

wanted Clark to destroy all of them, but Clark had been unable to do so.

at it. Few people entered this area, and even the

been in Clark’s possession, but

couldn’t find it. He remembered tossing it carelessly into

to the bedroom, opened the safe, retrieved the key, and hurried back to the storage room’s

hands. He turned it gently, and the audible click of the lock resonated

room creaked open. A musty odor filled

flicked on the light switch. The bulb