Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 1 My Husband Personally Killed Our Child

I was in the hospital restroom when I overheard my husband, Arthur Miller, flirting with his mistress, Vivian Coleman.

"Arthur, I've waited too long. You can't make me wait any longer. Hurry up and divorce her."

"Don't worry, Vivian. I won't let you down."

I struggled to keep my cool and not burst out to confront them.

A few days ago, Arthur took me on a trip to a nearby tourist town. He picked a bed and breakfast built into the hillside with beautiful scenery.

want to go for a walk, but he insisted. He said there was a church nearby where praying supposedly helped pregnant women have smooth deliveries

to keep up. He walked faster and faster until I could barely see him. I could only faintly

briefly lost consciousness. My last memory was seeing faint flashlight beams and hearing voices calling out. When I woke up, I was in the town's hospital,

was flat. My baby was gone. I heard Arthur on the

nearest curtain to steady myself, trying not to collapse. Arthur noticed the movement and hung

coming back. I quickly returned to bed, pretending to be unconscious. Soon, I felt him standing beside me, just staring. I could feel his intense gaze and breathing.

it took before I heard the door

escape. I can't stay here

weakness, I grabbed my phone and