Chapter 1: My husband brought his mistress into our bedroom while I lay dying, then let her measure the windows for the curtains she planned to hang after my funeral. h6368

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Beneath the report were the results of an independent examination of my medical records.

Samuel explained that the illness diagnosed by my doctors did not account for the complete pattern of symptoms.

“Your body has been reacting to something it shouldn’t have been exposed to,” he said. “The doctors who treated you were working from incomplete information.”

I focused on the screen.

DID DAVID DO IT?

Samuel exhaled.

“We have evidence suggesting he tampered with your food.”

He opened another file.

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The first recording showed David entering the kitchen late one evening.

He looked around before approaching the counter.

He opened a small container, handled something near my dinner, then placed the container back inside a locked cabinet.

The second recording showed him removing the remaining food from my plate before the nurse could collect it.

The third was particularly disturbing.

David stood alone in the kitchen, speaking on his phone.

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