My Husband Left Me To Bleed

Summary

The rescue scene at the edge of the cliff was a circus of sirens and blinding floodlights. A reporter shoved a microphone toward me the second I was pulled up, her eyes gleaming with the hunger for a viral headline.

“Mrs. Steven, your husband just chose to save Miss Vance first, claiming that as a police captain’s daughter, you’re ‘built tougher.’ How do you feel about that?”

I clutched the scratchy wool of the rescue blanket around my shoulders, trying to hide the blood soaking through my leggings.