At My Husband's Fune:ral, I Opened His Cas.ket to Place a Flower — and Found a Crumpled Note Tucked Under His Hands

"What did she say?"

"She denied it," he said. "Said I was lying. I told her I'd heard her with my own ears."

"Why did she say she did it?"

"And then?"

"Her husband asked again," Ben said. "He looked… broken. He said, 'Did you tell people our kids aren't mine?'"

Ben stared at the table.

"She snapped," he said. "She yelled, 'Fine, I said it, okay?'"

I closed my eyes. "Why did she say she did it?"

"I wanted her to hurt."

"She said Greg ruined her life," Ben replied. "Said he complained that she'd lost contracts, her company went under. She said she went to the funeral to hurt you. That she wanted you to feel crazy the way she felt."

"She said the kids are actually his?" I whispered.

"No. She said they're her husband's. She only used Greg's name to get revenge. Those were her words. 'It was just words. I wanted her to hurt.'"

My eyes stung.