Ethan's p.o.v

Jane's face dropped as she caught a glimpse of the picture in hand.

"What the hell is this, Jane?" my voice was stern. "So, it was you. It was you all along and you kept schtum about everything."

"I couldn't help it, Ethan. I did it for you—" Jane tried to speak.

"What?"

"She doesn't love you and was only after your money. She was going to steal you from me. I needed to get her out of the way before that ever happens."

I listened in awe as Jane utterances fell out of her trap. "Did you just hear yourself, Jane? You fucking killed someone and all...