My husband called me a whale, kissed his mistress in public, and told me to “dust the library.” Then he strutted into Asheville’s most exclusive Royal Estate Gala thinking he was untouchable.

The FBI agents moved in and arrested Jensen for wire fraud and identity theft while the crowd watched in absolute silence. He shouted that he loved me in his own way as they led him out of the room in handcuffs while Skylar sobbed in her red dress.

I moved back to my hometown in Iowa where I gave birth to a beautiful daughter named Penelope who has my father’s kind eyes. I opened a center for women who need a safe place to go when the world becomes too cruel and their homes become cages.

I am no longer a ghost in my own life because I have reclaimed the name Amesbury and the power that comes with being a survivor. Jensen is serving a long sentence in a federal prison while I am busy raising a daughter who will never have to shrink herself for a man.

THE END.