Everyone Asked What I Did to Bring Down My Husband’s Empire the Morning of His Wedding Rehearsal — It Was the Wrong Question; the Right One Was Ask What I Kept

“No, Roman,” I said.

“I already fixed it.” And the arrests happened there beneath the flowers, the handcuffs closing over the pearls and the cedar-smelling suit, and Roman stared at me the whole time like I had turned, before his eyes, into a storm he had once mistaken for fog.

Chapter 16 — The Ledger of Grace

Six months later my conviction was vacated in open court.

The prosecutor apologized on camera.