On our wedding anniversary, my husband put something in my glass. I decided to switch it with his sister’s glass.
At our anniversary dinner, I saw my husband slip something into my glass. Uneasy, I quietly swapped it with his sister’s. Minutes later, she collapsed. Panic erupted. I followed him outside and heard him whisper, “She wasn’t supposed to drink it… I swapped the glasses.” My fears were confirmed—he meant to poison me. I stayed…