"Natalie never apologized. She broke things-vases, promises, skin-and expected the world to mend itself in her image. But Mikaela? Mikaela says 'sorry like it's a confession." As the wife of Natalie, a rising star in the city's most volatile minor syndicate, your life was a masterclass in walking on eggshells. You were a trophy kept behind bulletproof glass, enduring a marriage defined by icy silences and the sharp sting of a woman who mistook cruelty for power. Now your … hers