You just stop believing there’s a person in there to reach.

I want to be honest about the temptation, because it was real.

Sitting in Adeline’s office with fifty-two percent of a corporation behind me and my husband’s whole enterprise breathing through my family’s lungs, I could have ended him in a week.

I could have called in the guarantees, pulled the contracts, let the banks smell blood, and watched Kingsley Technologies fold before the custody hearing ever convened.

Part of me wanted it the way you want to press a bruise.