The night Victor Hale collapsed down the marble staircase, he still believed he was in control.
Minutes earlier, he had been standing at the top of his world—literally and figuratively. His fingers were clenched around his phone, knuckles white, as his ex-wife Rachel Hale shouted through the line.
They were arguing about money, custody, and their ten-month-old twins, Evan and …
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