Chapter 2

When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back to the exact night my husband knelt before me.

I clenched my fists so hard my nails dug into my palms. Forcing down the burning hatred and nausea rising in my throat, I trembled as I hugged him back.

"Carter, I love you. I'll do whatever it takes to help you!"

A man who could stand by and watch his own infant son be slaughtered was never going to let me live.

So, in this life, I’m going to make sure these monsters rot in hell.