My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 800

Bradley tenderly caressed Esther's beautiful face in the photographs. His fervent wish was for her to be alive, to continue living. He was willing to sacrifice everything for her survival.

Among these photos and discs lay relics of Esther's deep affection and her concealed infatuation. Her gaze perpetually followed him, seeing in him a radiant sun that would never set.

With his aching heart tightly gripped, Bradley examined the photos before him. Almost as if seeking pain, he opened another box with Esther's photographic creations. Back then, she had cherished him dearly, capturing his essence through her lens.

Under Esther's artistic eye, Bradley possessed a distinctive handsomeness. Even in moments he couldn't recall, she had faithfully documented them.

There were also Esther's paintings, each prominently featuring Bradley. It was only now that Bradley realized this storage room held not the things he wished to obliterate but Esther's first love.

She had given her all and loved him unconditionally. Yet, he had sent her to prison, severing their connection. The five years of wrongful incarceration had cost Bradley the girl who once adored him as if he were her entire world.

Bradley sat atop a box, weakened as he gazed at the paintings and photos in his hands. Tears welled up, blurring his vision. His heart raced like a drumbeat.