Five months after Dominic's brother was killed, his widowed sister-in-law Vivienne was pregnant with his child.
She posted a photo on social media: "Thank you for the sperm."
And when I confronted him about it, that ice-cold Don answered with the back of his hand across my face. "Keep it down. Don't disturb her."
When I refused to wash her feet, he kicked me to the floor.
He didn't know — that kick killed our child.
It wasn't until a year later that he held up the abortion consent form, his eyes rimming red: "We had a baby. Why didn't you tell me?"
I just smiled.
"Have you forgotten, Don? You killed your only heir."
His face went pale.
