I Let Them Have the Poison

Summary

In my past life, my son Tony was in acute heart failure and desperately needed the only available biological valve. Yet, my husband, Richard, forced the hospital to give it to his first love's son, Harry, to treat a minor heart murmur.

I knelt before him, begging until my forehead was bloody and bruised, only to receive his cold, indifferent sneer.

"Vivian's son is sensitive, he cannot handle a fright. Can you stop being so malicious?"

Later, Tony died of cardiac arrest on the operating table. In my absolute despair, I set fire to our home, dragging them all to hell with me.