His Unhinged Wife\'s Truth

“My five-year-old son, Leo, was the sunshine of my life, even with the constant shadow of his severe peanut allergy. At the town picnic, Leo took a bite of a cookie, and suddenly, his vibrant laughter turned into a terrifying, choked gasp. I screamed for my husband, Mark, to get the EpiPen, but his eyes were glued on Tiffany, the preacher's daughter, as she dramatically faked a faint, her Southern charm a cruel façade. Mark, annoyed by my panic, fumbled, then dropped the vital medication to rush to Tiffany' s side, coldly telling me to "just use the damn thing." Precious seconds became an eternity as I jammed the EpiPen into Leo' s thigh, but it was too late. My son died in my arms while Mark, concerned only with appearances, blamed me, then threw me out of our home. He then twisted the narrative, using his influence to have me forcibly committed to a psychiatric hospital, branding me as an "unhinged" mother to the entire town. How could he, the man I loved, systematically destroy my reputation and freedom immediately after our child's death, all to protect his own ambitions? Just as I believed I had nothing left, an old friend, David, who had built a tech empire and returned to town in a wheelchair, offered me a stunningly strategic proposal: "Marry me." He promised a home, security, and the leverage to fight back, igniting a cold, powerful resolve in my shattered heart.”