Chapter 8

I hate people who wreck families, but I hate my old passive self even more.

Anton banged on the glass as the cops held him back, his eyes wild. "You think I ruined you?"

He laughed like a madman. "Ruby, take a good hard look at the Larson family."

The police dragged him off, and Runa was branded a criminal's wife. She wanted out, but Anton wouldn't let her. They turned on each other like rabid dogs.

Then Runa's mom showed up. She quickly wrapped up the divorce and came for me.

"I never thought you'd come back alive," she said, grinning as she sipped her coffee.

"Try some. It's amazing—expensive beans, freshly ground, brewed perfectly."

I took a sip. It was exquisite. Just like this game we were playing.

"Auntie Annie, what would your secret lover do if he knew about Runa? Don't you think he'd dump you?"

Her face fell.

I didn't know at first. Anton spilled the beans out of spite.

"You're Mr. Gable's mistress, right? I hear the Gables are strict about family. They don't let th