She Killed My Father-in-Law, and My Husband Protected Her

My father-in-law was dragged for a kilometer by a drunk female driver on his way home from a late-night community dance.

When I received the call, he was lying in the morgue, his face unrecognizable.

After watching the surveillance video provided by the police, I gnashed my teeth in anger and swore to seek justice for my father-in-law.

But the next day, my husband met me at a restaurant and slammed a document in my face.

“Emily Carter, the dead cannot return. Your father is gone, but Natalie is only twenty-one—she still has the best years ahead of her.