I paced the room, my heart racing with the new reality. “How could Alex have killed someone?” I muttered to myself.

Am I married to a killer?

Tracy's voice interrupted my thoughts. “Relax, Layla, you're making me dizzy!”

I stopped pacing and turned to her. She sat cross legged on my bed, looking somewhat angry. “I just can't believe it. Alex was always so calm and collected. How could he be so heartless?”

Tracy raised an eyebrow. Shaking her head at me. “I really don't understand you. Isn't that what you wanted? You said you wanted to rip her apart, and Alex did it for you. Either way, you've gotten...