My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Bradley stared out at the distant sea and asked casually, “Kevin, whenever I think of her, my heart aches. Is this love?”

Kevin shook his head, uncertain. “I don’t know.”

With closed eyes and an emotionless voice, Bradley continued. “Whenever I close my eyes, she’s right before me, but when I open them, she disappears.

“I often hear her calling me, but no matter how hard I search, I can’t find her.

“Is this love?”

Kevin gazed at Bradley with deep sympathy and replied, “If… If all of this isn’t love, then what is?”

Bradley’s legs suddenly gave way, and he reached out to steady himself against the railing at the road’s edge. His voice turned hoarse as he questioned, “Is this what love is?”

“Don’t ask me. I don’t know.”

Bradley looked at his hands, which seemed to be stained with crimson blood. Drop by drop, the blood fell from his fingertips to the ground, staining the green area below. The couples taking wedding photos on the path seemed to transform into eerie, bloody figures.

bride taking photos, grabbed

It wasn’t her.

if he

None of

followed Bradley, watching him approach pedestrians and ask fervently, “Do you

“Do you recognize Esther?”

“No!”

onlookers taking wedding photos observed Bradley’s strange behavior with bewilderment, but Bradley paid no attention to their puzzled

“Do you know Esther?

“Do you recognize Esther?”

looked into his reddened eyes, speaking

you, I know Esther!

“She’s dead!

died at the hands of the man