I left my wife outside in the freezing cold because my sister yelled, “That woman is using you”; when I opened the balcony door I found a fingerprint, a cigarette butt and an unfinished letter, but what destroyed me the most was knowing who those $8,000 were really for.

“That woman already killed once,” Paige told Gwen. “Now she’s killing your brother.”

Gwen, blinded by fear and a twisted love, believed her. Paige patiently planned everything.

She approached Gwen with advice, gave her mixed herbs, and invented stories about women who cheated on their husbands. She taught her to look at Nora’s every gesture as if it were proof of guilt.

The night of the balcony incident, Paige entered the building with the key Gwen had hidden just in case. She went upstairs after Liam had already locked Nora in.

She wanted to see her suffer, to force her to confess something she had never done. But she found Nora almost fainted.

Nora, desperate, had taken sedatives. She didn’t exactly want to die, she wanted to sleep, to escape the pain for a while, to stop hearing her husband’s voice in her head calling her a liar.

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