The day my son jumped off the building
My son, Oliver Harrington, was taken into custody by the police on suspicion of murder. Meanwhile, my husband, Gavin Harrington, was still on the slopes, skiing with his first love, Celeste Reed. This time, I didn't ask him to come back. In my past life, I had begged him to return. But I never expected that, after he left, Celeste—alone on the slopes—would crash into a rock, suffering multiple fractures and dying before help could arrive. After dealing with her funeral, Gavin came back home, his expression unchanged. He even took us on a ski trip abroad for our wedding anniversary. But in the end, both Oliver and I fell into a trap. I screamed, desperately begging him to save...
