My Dead Husband Married My Sister

Summary

Three years after my husband supposedly died in the line of duty, I took a cross-country flight to take care of my younger sister, who had just undergone a late-term pregnancy termination.

For two weeks, I sat by her hospital bed, cursing her deadbeat husband a thousand times over for failing to show his face even once while his wife went through hell.

Mallory had only gripped my sleeve, her eyes rimmed with red.

"Elise, don't be hard on him. He… he really had no choice."

I assumed she was just blindly protecting him. Heartbroken for her, I let it drop.