“Julian.

Do you think your father’s death was an accident?” And my husband looked up at me, and something in his face broke open that had been sealed shut for twenty years, and he said, very quietly, “No.

I don’t think I’ve ever really believed it was.”

Chapter 11 — The Wedding Night, Explained

“Then tell me the last thing,” I said.

“Tell me what happened in that room on our wedding night.