My Son Burned, Now I’m the Scapegoat

Summary

After our son suffered severe burns in a fire, I gave up everything to care for him and my wife, who was on the verge of a breakdown.

However, all she ever told me was to get out.

Then, one night, I woke to the sharp smell of gasoline. My wife stood at the foot of the bed, with a lighter clenched in her hand.

“Now we’ll be even.”