I felt something inside me break.
Not my heart.
That had begun breaking days earlier.
It was the last piece of me that still wanted to believe there was a good explanation.
“You were going to make everyone believe I was losing my mind.”
He said nothing.
“You wanted them to think I couldn’t manage my own affairs. You wanted control of my money. And if that failed…”
I couldn’t finish.
Daniel looked at the bottle.
Then he looked at me.
“I had another plan.”
My legs nearly gave way.
“What plan?”
He opened his mouth.
But before he could answer, someone knocked on the front door.
Three sharp knocks.
Daniel froze.
A second later, my phone rang.
It was Helen.
“Margaret, are you inside? The officers are here. Open the door and move away from him.”
Daniel heard her voice.
His expression changed.
“You called the police?”
I didn’t answer.
