After My Husband Died

Julian, my late husband’s younger brother, brought his girlfriend home for the first time. To welcome her, I cooked a lavish dinner myself.

At the dining table, the mood seemed great. Julian cut a slice of steak, placed it on her plate, and smiled.

"Try it, Chloe. Evelyn makes the absolute best steak."

The smile on Chloe Vance’s face vanished instantly.

She slammed her fork down with a sharp clatter. Her glare flickered between Julian and me like two poisoned daggers.

"The two of you living under the same roof... there isn't something going on, is there?"