Killer instinct a tale of unspeakable horror

My daughter, Molly, lay frail in the hospital bed, her future hanging by a thread.

The doctor's words were stark: an incredibly expensive experimental therapy was her only hope.

My ex-husband, Matthew, stood by, his charming facade crumbling as he refused to pay, citing "scam" and "natural remedies."

My heart ached with a familiar, searing pain.

I remembered this scene – the same cold refusal, the same sweet-sounding lies that doomed her, and me, in another life.

He stood there, the man who had abandoned us before, the man who ultimately murdered us.